I think if i was one
of those dudes
who landed
on the face
of the moon
no way in the
world i would
have planted
an american flag
but planted my ass
and kiss the ground
like a proud and dramatic
charlton heston (planet of
the apes ten commandments
you choose…) then get up
and do a mad psychotic
vaudeville song & dance
in top hat & tails as it’s
got so much more to do
with that than having
anything to do with
some idiot schmuck
competitive and
commercial race
to the moon
all sponsored
by tang and
crazy glue

they’re always talking about
discovering some original
source of life like water
well how about just
some stray owl
sitting on top
some barren
broken branch
looking off to
the stars and
solar system
going who?
who? who?

Joseph Reich has been published in a wide variety of eclectic literary journals and has been nominated four times for The Pushcart Prize. Some of his recent books include, The Derivation Of Cowboys & Indians and The Housing Market: a comfortable place to jump off the end of the world (both Fomite Press). He has also been published with Skive Magazine Press, Flutter Press, Brick Road Poetry Press, Thunderclap Press and Broadstone Books.