During a brief and passionate
with a robot

he threw my favorite potted plant
out of our spaceship’s cockpit window.

The depressurization sucked me out,
like the pearl from an oyster,

and the robot never laughed again.
He had never laughed in the first place,

but then, neither had the plant.


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