Alone, they sent me to the moon
And I found it to be a desolate rock
My sole purpose here is to search and research
So my kind can learn about outer space
The job is unique, a true honor
And so I try not to complain
Though it gets hard when my sole company
Is the mechanical whirring of machines
And the image of my home, Earth,
Turning slowly, without me there
I fall back into my daily routine
For science is what truly comforts me
I step outside, fully suited up
To map this place, and its moondust
Just another day, it all seems quiet
When something moves, at the edge of sight
I halt my vehicle, peering as it draws nearer
A chill settles when I realize what I'm seeing
It's a creature, seemingly sentient like me
With nothing but bad intentions scrawled
Across its pale blue, grinning face
It's coming towards me, moving faster
More adapted to the moon, then I could be
I fumble and finally manage to turn
Racing back to the space station, safe
It doesn't know the meaning of giving up
Trailing after me, the same mad look gleaming
But its face is now changing, the skin rippling
And within seconds, it looks just like me
My heart sinks, my stomach cramps
This can't be happening, not a chance
I swerve again, adjusting my route
Heading for the shuttle now, my lifeline
I reach it in time, sweat starts to bead
Hurrying inside, I close the door quick
And the take-off procedure can swiftly begin
My heart beats erratically, and knees start to tremble
The countdown has never seemed quite this long
Finally, the shuttle lifts, I'm returning to Earth
My eyes then pour over, from pure relief
I hear a light scratching, and whirl one last time
The creature stands behind me, still looking like me
Though its grin is so toothy, so unlike mine
I know it's the end, my life flashes me by
With my final heartbeat I reckon
The end of humankind might be nigh
Author's note: My entry for the first Frankenstein round of the Poetry Gauntlet.
