Johnny Apollo – an astronaut’s name if there ever was one – read the news with horror: No applicants over 39 accepted by NASA.
He never told of his harbored hope except when young and naïve. People laughed and told him all the reasons it was impossible. Johnny believed them.
At 40 he stood forever forbidden. His disposition deteriorated as deep roots of bitterness took firm hold.
Johnny pulled out as if he never saw the oncoming truck, like with something on his mind. Death be not loud.
He never told of his harbored hope except when young and naïve. People laughed and told him all the reasons it was impossible. Johnny believed them.
At 40 he stood forever forbidden. His disposition deteriorated as deep roots of bitterness took firm hold.
Johnny pulled out as if he never saw the oncoming truck, like with something on his mind. Death be not loud.
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