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Short poem. 20 lines.


Submitted:Jun 22, 2012    Reads: 13    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


A dead astronaut

Floats through space.

A background of distant dots of energy

Keeps him company.

His helmet is cracked.

The skin is cold.

It's different out here.

Things are slow.

There is nothing

To catch

His dead eye.

I see what he sees

And it hurts me.

His Shipmates Are Dead In the ocean.

It was painful.

They went screaming.

It's so peaceful here.

Out here,

He tells me,

It's just us.





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