Shipwrecked

Don't hear air escaping
feel it deflating
some part aware
of the deadly consequence of having too much drift out there


Vastness of space
within this alien place
feet march in boots
made for treading worlds and finding truths


Out here, alone
the red streak of my partner, now forgotten and gone
don't look at his battered remains
upon the creature that death did bring


Keep running the ship just ahead
broken shell of a wreck left for dead
inside the tool remains
utility for death's reign


Upon an alien world
creatures with fangs, claws, and teeth unfurled
I arrived to bring a new noise
a deafening bark to share in their joy


of death.