National Poetry Month: Where No Man Has Gone Before

Stardate 1312.4


Where No Man Has Gone Before

I killed him. He was strange, changing,
like a god, he said; smiling—
“you should have killed me while you could”
but I couldn’t, though I should
have—I know I should. —Just thinking

Here, about my best friend, laughing
at us all. And his threatening—
but he was my friend. He was good.
I killed him.

It was Spock, who eventually
convinced me, when no one else could,
I should hate him for that. —I should.
I can’t. —I killed him, it was me…
I killed him.

-Noelle

This is a rondeau.

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Where No Man Has Gone Before

(from the point of view of Gary Mitchell)

All I did was take a step,

give a touch,

then I was gone.

Slowly slipping into the ways I've always fought against,

slowly,

getting stronger with the power to do, to change, to control...

It wasn't me,

I swear it.

You don't know how I fought.

Then, I fell in love,

and she came with me,

entering the life of empty soul,

then I tried to kill you,

James T Kirk,

the bravest man I'd ever met...

But it was I who fell in that cold stone grave,

I who ended then,

I who ended, 

feet of solid rock above me,

yet it was not I who felt it,

who heard it,

you knew it wasn't me,

it was the man with the gleaming silver eyes...

-Joie

Star Trek: The Original Series - Season One (Remastered Edition)