Last Astronaut

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Last Astronaut

Past midnight
on the great plains
desolate street light
hangs over a gas station

The faded sign creaks
in the wind
peeling paint
corroded pump
stark fluorescence
casting shadows
on hard packed dirt

I am a fallen astronaut
surveying this relic
the last outpost
on the edge of suicide

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9 Responses to Last Astronaut

  1. Lisa Tomey says:

    Wow! This takes my mind in more than one place.

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  2. othermary says:

    That’s a great closing stanza.

    Liked by 2 people

  3. This is intense! Nice poem

    Liked by 1 person

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