The penultimate day of Space Week brings us to a four line poem about: isolated/isolation.
I know some of you chose to work your Two Haiku Tuesday into your prose and you're welcome to do something similar today, especially with tomorrow being the grand finale.
I'm too stubborn to do anything of the sort, of course.
You're right where I want you,
No one else is near;
Scream as loud as you wish,Not a soul will hear.