Jim Cricket

from by Tomber Lever



Catch a glimpse of the rocket still soaring further away from my global position. Wonder if I'll ever get home. It's where the heart is, it's still beating. Send a signal up to Houston, no answer is must be the distance. Breath quickens, oxygen failing, hands shaking, sweat freezing.

This is lonely beyond the loyeliest endeavour I've crossed off my list. Never thought I'd die out here alone. Immense fear I've ever come to know.

Slip my helmet off in slow mo. Freshest air I've breathed in years. Check my vitals but I'm still standing. Never realized such beauty. Hear the radio crackle my name, "Sorry sir, but I am staying." Hit the ground, start running.

This is great beyond the greatest endeavour I've crossed off my list. Never thought I'd live out here alone. Immense freedom I've ever come to know.

I hope they never find a trace of me again.

As the years have flown by, coms remain on standby. When you wish upon a star, I hope your thinking of me.

A way home.


from Furniture Pedagogue, released January 7, 2017


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