Houston
Down to the place,
One face,
Time to bring it all to an end,
In standing still.
Other,
Beyond the horizon,
Never wanting to come to terms with reality.
Still flowing in outer space,
Cold,
Only to be found alone,
Drifting nowhere fast.
Under the clear blue sky,
Stand your ground,
Is it worth the trip,
The otherside is taking?
Blackness voyage of emptiness-
Houston?
No,
Not even Heaven,
Only the one orbiting the earth,
Has the problem.
Copyright © Mark Hansen | Year Posted 2006
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