Love, Motion-Sickness, and Other Comatose States

I can't imagine
loving you
is much
unlike
our country's first
trip
to the moon.

A lot of bouncing
around,
holes everywhere,
rumors of
water,
the constant fear of
aliens,
and every time
I turn around
there seems to
be

a problem.

I can't even get a
beer to pair
with thoughts of
you
without having
to endure
the appalling
aftertaste

of Tang.

Bryon D. Howell is a poet currently residing in New Haven, Connecticut. He has been writing poetry for a great number of years. Recently, his poetry has appeared in poeticdiversity, Red River Review, The Quirk, The Cerebral Catalyst, and The Lost Beat. Bryon is also the Editor-in-Chief of three online poetry 'zines: The Persistent Mirage, Bringing Sonnets Back, and Quentin's Naughty Poetry Journal.

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