๐ฆ๐ต๐ถ๐ฝ๐๐ต๐ฎ๐ฝ๐ฒ
๐ฃ๐บ ๐๐ช๐ฎ ๐๐ฉ๐บ๐ด๐ข๐ญ๐ญ-๐๐ข๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ
As air seeps softly across the ship
dust follows, a spreading miasma
Jamie tinkers with the coolant system
humming along with it
I tend and talk to the plants
fear becoming soft boned
always we find things to do
endlessly make lists
all to fill the emptiness
long weeks of travel in nothing
trapped inside a thick shell
slow as a tortoise
so much time in the dark
we two our own island
days last forever
are over in an instant
there is nothing and
no one but us
here in the cold dead night
with only a fragile hull
and terrors out there that will
rub it away
we turn the radio onto static
to listen for them
become fascinated by the hissing
hear strange voices foaming around us
drift into a waking sleep
cannot awake
