by Ben Cooper
I floated numb in the vacuum,
My seals leaking. A fine mist clung
To my visor, shining like stars.
The hiss of life escaping me.
I watched Orion's belt pinwheel,
Three metallic studs glittering
Against the black leather of space.
Each second an infinity.
The skeleton of the cruiser
Oxidised high in the planet's
Atmosphere, a scorched rose in bloom.
Alone, I waited for the end.
Space shattered and you were with me.
© 2009 Ben Cooper
Ben Cooper is a writer from Devon in England and is just
beginning to submit his science fiction out to the market. His previous
publications have been non-fiction articles and reviews for Bass Guitar Magazine. His website address is www.bencooper-sf.com
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