Outpost

Outpost

A Poem by Desert Knave
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Inspired by some old movie

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No transmissions are coming through
I haven't heard from Station Two
My food supplies are getting spare
And I don't know what's left out there
But I will never last a year
This place is not a biosphere
There is only silence on the air
And frankly I am getting scared
No transmissions are coming through ...
If they're all gone what will I do


Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2024

© 2024 Desert Knave


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Desert Knave
Desert Knave

Phoenix, AZ



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I am in my mid-60's, a manic-depressive, seldom impressive, often recessive poet who loves the ocean, rain, the desert, and playing with rhyme. I am a native Arizonan, a Virgo, and a hair metal fan an.. more..

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