Moon Landing Video (MV)

Another fire on the TV
I watch her resting

Cheekbones flicker blue with night light
Gaunt and clammy
Unfamiliar

Waking, writhing, she murmurs,
""Trapped in this body,""
Cells doubling

Feel her counting down an ending
'Til there's liftoff

Racing from the surface
Blazing plumes surround the thresholds
Disintegrating structures

Her careful waltz between each star
Not too close
But never really far

Gently landing on the surface
Her legs are dangling
From the crater

Is it different from above?
Are you ever really resting?

And through sheer drapes
A hazy moon beams down with ache
Involuntary witness
To the horrors every day