Outer Space – David Lohrey
Jason has disappeared from my vision.
Then there’s Michael.
Marian is gone, then mom and dad.
One by one they go.
Soon: no one.
I feel like the man on the moon.
The astronaut left to drift, holding
His severed umbilical card,
Disappearing, gasping, the earth at a distance.
I’m going, getting smaller and smaller.
I’m saying hello but no one can hear me.
Like Marilyn Monroe or Cher’s husband,
Sonny. Lost in space, the movie. It
Opens in September. Lost forever, the nightmare.
Stay tuned, 24/7.
I’ve arrived at the lost and found,
But I can’t remember what I came for.
There were once so many
I could name them but why bother?
Some leads, but mainly a chorus, a jubilee, not a party.
More like a camp fire without marsh mellows.
A cookout, without charcoal; a broken…
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