The Man on the Mountain

On the Moon

Joseph Danoski

Time seems to slow

When gravity’s low,

For the man on the Mountain

On the moon.

There’s no more fun

And nowhere to run,

Amid the wreckage and debris.

He looks around

And begins to drown

In his sea of tranquility.

Out on these dunes

Hopelessly marooned,

Always driving himself insane.

Over and over,

A lost land rover

Over the unchanging terrain.

Freezing at night,

Then sweltering by noon,

Picking up pieces of his life

Upon the moon.

Water won’t flow

When gravity’s low,

For the man on the mountain

On the moon.

Joseph V. Danoski is a writer of letters and essays on diverse subjects, with strong opinions on many topics. A poet of horror, science fiction, and fantasy; he has been  published in journals and webzines both in the US and abroad. Various publications include Scavenger’s Newsletter, Pegasus, Red Owl, The Ultimate Unknown, Penny Dreadful, Pivot, Psychopoetica (UK), The Nocturnal Lyric, The Quest (India) The Aurorean, The Mentor & Masque Noir (Australia), Twilight Ending, Talvipaivanseisaus (Finland), The Romantics Quarterly, Hadrosaur Tales, Endemoniada, Northern Stars Magazine, Taj Mahal Review (India), The NeoVictorian, The Eclectic Muse (Canada), Frisson, Black Petals, Outer darkness, Yellow Mama, Sanitarium Magazine, A Year of Sundays 2023, and The Horror Zine.

Other activities include being a multi-instrumentalist, songwriting, and recording original music. Joseph currently resides in Berlin, New Hampshire. Dojonaki05@Gmail.Com