How to Die on a Faraway Planet 

by H. Mellas

You can’t plan it.

When you find yourself
through unknown jungles
or the hulking remains of cities
like hollow, skull-less spines,
you may feel it— 


flirting with the edges
of your vision. 

And you will know—
as hard as your feet
pounding the dusty earth
of some far-out world, 

as hard as your heart
beating itself against
the cage of your ribs, 

as hard as anything
and as true in any place—

death is the ultimate cosmonaut,
and you will meet
in the world you escape to
thinking you have left it behind.


Copyright © 2017 by H. Mellas