Poetry Friday - Tonight I am a lonely astronaut

Tonight I am a lonely astronautadrift alone among the galaxieswith my umbilical connection cut.I cannot hear the music of the spheresin this far place, but I can hear the criesof human beings in my inner ears:my bones report what antennae cannot.Our fathers tell tales of Ultima Thule,where bolder spacers than their sons reside,but who has been there? None returns to tell.The final spaceport is