Treasure Island

Alec Witthohn

(1996 / Denver, CO)

The Selfish Cosmonaut


Closer to death so far in black
Floating in my suited shield.
What no man should see
A storm of bewilderment.

Can't they see the sun
Masquerading behind.
Cascading tears of joy,
Shock and awe.

To kiss the sky; surely
View from golden towers
Looking down from heaven.

Shed of reality, don't cry.

Yet more beautiful,
This must be what heaven
Looks like.
Even from the eyes of an atheist;
I saw heaven.

Here at the brink of everything,
Now back inside to dine on air.

Submitted: Sunday, March 17, 2013
Edited: Monday, March 18, 2013

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Inspired by the particular words of Mike Massismino

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