Into Outer SpaceA Poem by Michael G. SmithYou DecideMy brain pleading through impulse Squeezing cold the steel trigger And my rope frays; unravels Coaxing slow, relays more my finger
The pain so long it lingers; precarious to this soon situation Lessening by each little pull inching pressure While my whole body, embraces for break It’s the indecisions swirling that makes, sure my nexus of intention
And this mind of mine still in contemplation Every universal question orbits one answer; escape A center’s left with merely a void of silence As I am drifting off into outer space
My lifeline has lost its relevance Days are more and more a bitter taste And love has become an antonym Of metaphors and meanings all effaced
Into the unknown I have chosen To mingle with companionship of other lost souls I assume and interpret to an acceptable degree Yet, on this side I will never know… “BANG”
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