The astronaut

The silence rules, inescapability of existence
an instruction from the mind, a spark between synapses
the hand stays static, strife aggress
the shell is a shield, therein an issue is.

Stars all around, a look through dark glass
heavy breaths arise, only to cease
tears in a symmetry, treading on heels
dehydration and starvation, a soul in distress.

Necrosis, death whilst conscious
outcast, often ones own choice
no choice, often ones other abyss
a fear in the eye, no reflection of stars.

A moment of peace, there is no bis
a billionth, one in trillions
sudden it cometh, without any directions
by a cow he gets hit, no more he exists.

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