A Lunar Veterans Guide to Re-entry - Paul Thomas Saunders, Alastair Thynne

So you danced in the corner

Shaking limbs under red hair

Storyboards every evening

They’re in yours

You’re in theirs

And she saw

Black eyes while sleeping

Lord, she saw

Jesus in clouds

All around

Forrest fires were creeping

While strangers left her house

So you feared debutantes

With black nails

In a white dress

Clicked their heels

Kissed the boys

Until their rosaries burned their necks

And she saw

Childhood friends whispering

Lord she saw

Old flames in sheets

All around

Prying eyes were glistening

While strangers left her house

You were the light.

And you’d shine