Lost In Space Poem by Kewayne Wadley

I thought I lost my life
Drifting towards the edge of the moon,
No end in sight.
Your hand my air supply
An extension of the cord attached to my back.
Reeling me back in
The stars like kernels of popcorn.
Flourishing in a gleam of white
Beads of puffed white, sprinkles of salt
Tossing and turning
I traveled so far without thinking if I'd have enough
coverage to call you.
To look back & see that you've been with me
this whole time.
To deeply internalize deep anguish & pain to envision
the universe without you.
I thought I lost my life
Drifting towards the edge of the moon
Your hand my air supply
Reeling me back in every time I think I am lost
Without fear of making it back home
Popcorn is always best shared with two