Cosmos in the House (Dedicated to Carl Sagan)

I found a black hole in my

cupboard one day

it opened up wide

and nearly swept me away

I found a super-nova

in my cereal bowl

from then, I don't care so much

for Cheerios

And I found the moon lurking behind

my closet door

But it was waxing on my clothing

and it waned all over my floor

It was the day that the Big Dipper

came right out of my oven

That I knew this cosmic-domestic

combination had to end

I tried the strongest cleansers,

but they didn't seem to stop

the trail of Haley's Comet

from landing in my pop

I must admit it is distracting

as I try to get to sleep

when underneath the sheets,

I find a floating galaxy

Or when I sit down to watch the news

on my old T.V.

And shooting stars come popping out

to block the entire screen

I even called the exterminator

and he was blown away

He barely squeezed in through the door

because of the Milky Way

And even with my laundry I do have

substantial doubt

Because with Saturn's rings-around-your-collar,

you can't just Shout it out

And yet, I may be growing fond

of all these oddities

I guess I really shouldn't complain

if the Universe wants to live with me

I suppose I like the fact 

that I have something that's unique

Because I like to take the nebula

for a walk along the street

And maybe it's not so bad

when I'm sitting down for tea

If the Cosmos comes into the room

and has a drink with me

Yeah, I guess I'll keep these little guys

no matter how much I hate

to see dust clouds in the kitchen sink

or lurking on my plate

- Aug. 5, 1985, A.D.