"astronauts walking slowly"

I capture you
touching down upon my surface.
the craters stimulate caution —
acting like generous land mines, they
inform the user before purchase
and insure against buyer’s remorse.
In a world with asymmetric information,
it is nice to know that
visible scars exist as signals; keep the
soldier from stepping carelessly and
losing what is deemed central to his existence.
Keep us, our planetary gaze, from the mutually assured destruction of
being revealed for wanting,
possessing the desire to coexist and
exert the effort of a gravity-resistant step.
May we remain weightless
and numb to the friction
of our cratered spheres and merely watch
from a world away.
We remain in orbit, fearful of what we may touch.
If we place the wrong foot forward and
potentially say too much.