a contact for astro-man

he’s like an astro-man
at the wireless
sending messages into the sky
waiting for a contact
from far away
places he’s never been
but believes in
with a fervour
like religion

a kind of mania
that drives him every night
even when the sounds
start out with the

oooo-eeee-oooo

that hints there’ll be nothing out there this time
he keeps turning dials
and sending
heart-felt messages

once he thought he had an interaction
with a shooting star
but it passed through his signal range
so quickly
that now he wonders
if it was real

and this time he’s hoping
for a pulsar
that might hear him
and send a signal back
to say hello in static
or thrum a rhythmic beat
that will let him know for sure
he’s not alone

an astro-man
a pedant if you start him up
because he still believes
there’ll be a signal out there one day
tuned in to his frequency

if he only searches hard enough
and patiently
there’ll be a contact
from way out in the great nowhere

someone will hear him


© Frank Prem, 2008

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4 thoughts on “a contact for astro-man

  1. As soon as I started reading this the the words to Major Tom by Bowie came drifting into my head …. and the whole piece here was set. I can see this man sitting there, night after night, fiddling, listening, a slip finger adjustment … waiting, BELIEVING … and time passing.

    Love the flavour of this Frank 🙂

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