astronautics

[joel]

Like Earth expounded, dual hemispheres
of charted invitation: breast, full breast—
and I would first your naval hero be,
protector of your vital wealth: a knight
whose chivalry would tender guard your edge—
and I would then your merchant trader prove
and shrewdly buy and too negotiate
to willingly with joy reciprocate—
and lastly as a pirate would I move
across your affluence and solely dredge
your hide for hidden selfish gains’ delight—
but no, I’d be an astronaut and free
my senses past your happy chest
and guzzle glories all your space appears.