Spaceships

Spaceships

A Poem by Dannie von Österreich

The stars are full of spaceships 
and they watch me through
spinning crescent telescopes.
The sunrise is not reality
my friends, the night never ends
and I still have not slept.
My ethereal plane is ever waking
and it pulls into the spectrum
of striking lightning.
The screen in my eyes is black
and it is cracked from you
but it is hovering on the moon.
A window in the shuttle
shows me the surface of pain
and takes me everywhere
but back home.
The crystal shatters for
the vacuum of space
and I fall apart in dust motes.
I become snowflakes
on Pluto's highest peaks
and swirling smoky waves
around Saturn's ring.
The veins of  history bleed 
away into the seas of galaxies
that drown me out
and I can taste the copper.
Coursing through the twilight are
spaceships with crescent telescopes
that watch me through this 
infinite, perpetual black.

© 2018 Dannie von Österreich


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Ground control to Major Tom

This was a fantastical galactic journey. Ends awesome

Coursing through the twilight are
spaceships with crescent telescopes
that watch me through this
infinite, perpetual black.

From dust motes, to Saturn's rings.

Good stuff. Didn't even need acid!



Posted 1 Year Ago


well i know first hand this is true since i was abducted several times,,lol
i liked it,but who cares what i like,,right !

Posted 1 Year Ago



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Added on July 28, 2018
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