burial borne
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on ship’s voyage cosmos-deep
a captain’s life was laid to sleep
wrapped in linen mummy-style
and thrown into the stellar keep
he floated on in endless black
‘tween the stars and ev’ry lack
old, as much the void he swam
‘cross a vault of night and back
what of life had this one known
had he thrived or barely grown
was he one of true love’s shills
cold as now so lost and lone
years spun into thousands more
through galactic breadths he tore
darkened matter - cosmic dusts
bound for some unceasing shore
what would e’er become of this
a spacer shorn of life’s dear kiss
drifting through the sea of suns
unto the breach of time’s abyss
might he, in some age from now
be set back to breath somehow
by the brain of some grand race
advanced with tech to thus allow
oh should he end up on that path
what wonders will his being hath
to sail those stars and live again …
no greater last of all, that laugh!
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2025
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