Moon dust glowing in my fractured mind:
Still dreaming of strange, distant green worlds
Beyond the reach of familiar Earth.
It's so awfully lonely in here:
Weightless - in this accomplished spaceship;
Floating amidst a phalanx of stars.
Family & friends are receding
Reduced to intermittent screenings.
It is just me and technology
For company. I guess that's progress.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem