poems 2 rock your soul by Neil Armstrong

sometimes at
cocktail parties in the
neighborhood
or at some sort of
social event
or something
someone will say
something about getting
a raise or
their grandchild getting
straight A’s or
their dog doing well at
obedience school or
how they recently lost
ten pounds and ran a
half-marathon
and i’ll just sort of stand there
thinking to myself
yeah, but i was the
first man
on the moon
motherfucker