The door hums as it opens
I oiled it so it wouldn't creak on my entrance
no automated voice announces me
or where I am
or when
I built this ship of spare parts I collected
from people I knew
It took me years to make and more years in cryo to get here
cold
unfeeling
This planet I am on now is lush
and I will keep it that way
park my ship in a cave and let moss grow in the cracks
in the metal that was
cold
unfeeling
I left behind
ruined minds
cold
unfeeling
skyscrapers that ripped clouds
houses that sat on trees
I searched the milky way for a beacon
but we had a curtain drawn across the stars
I left coordinates
but they'll have to know how to build their ships to get to me
they must listen
and be of good heart
warm
full of feeling.
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