after Linda Pastan

Every time I take that giant leap
outside our front door,
I feel like I'll miss our baby's entire lifetime,
and the gravity of it all
leaves a crater in the
craggy panorama of my chest.
It feels as if I'll be gone
until a new planet teeming with life
wobbles into view;
or until Halley's Comet smolders
through the heavens again.
I only launch myself outdoors
for a few scarce hours but I get
dizzy like a black hole
whenever I leave the two of you.

Greg Santos
Paris, France
May 29, 2011

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