Saturday, April 7, 2012

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.


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,
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...


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

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