
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🖤

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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