Coming Down

Is there life
Beyond the dome

Coming Down

He
floats around
in orbit

Circling
Wondering

the earth
Seems small
From
Far away

A distant planet
he called

Home

Out here
Beyond
the Van Allen
belt

Out here
He remains
Alone

A speaker crackles
But nothing
Is
coming through

His oxygen
Levels
Dangerously low

Has he lost
His way

A bit more time
Hanging on a
Wire

Asteroids
and shooting stars
Flicker around Him
like Neon signs

It’s
Been too long
and
He hates him
Self
for feeling
Useless
and
Afraid

Recovery
Affirmation
Is there life
Beyond the dome

The brightest memory

His destination

His
Once upon a time

He still believes
In fairytales
Simple things
like happiness

It’s way too deep
For it to All mean
nothing

He sleeps
With one eye open

And wonders
When she’ll
Be

Home

5:36
11/21/22
LL🖤

Published by 🌙 Crescent Moons 🌙

Poet, Author, Musician, Spiritual Alchemist, Magick

2 thoughts on “Coming Down

  1. I could feel every word of Coming Down. You weave such amazing webs of words that surround and embrace the reader. Its Magick. I want to read everything you have ever written and every thing you haven’t yet started to write…I want to pull those words from your soul and wrap them around my shoulders and against my heart like the very best embrace I have ever experienced. With Absolute Adoration,
    ~L.

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