Poem #648

scientist was attempting an experiment
in a pod off the main spaceship
he lived in isolation
to unlock the power of his mind
his only entertainment was the vast space
it was full and empty
too far away to feel close
he retreated into his mind
he was so powerful
the only one alive
he studied his own thoughts
he repeated every thought over and over
until the meaning was so warbled
and he had to do it
it was his only truth
taken out of context from humanity
he could do anything
no one else existed
but as these things go,
isolation ended per his original instructions
and he was welcomed warmly
but he had changed
he babbled and pushed everyone away
and the warmth froze over
his pod was detached
to prohibit further isolation
but his mind went with it

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