Above Antarctica

I’ve circled this research station a million times 
in darkness, a million times in daylight
to send your messages home …So far away…I miss you…
 
Not long left now… Save. Send. Wait for a response.
I relay your metadata on ocean warming
and thinning ice to labs across the world. Nowhere
 
too far away. Your observations of this continent
attuned to my wavelength. Spectrometer readings.
Fossil discoveries. Aurora activity. Solar flares.
 
Snowfall. Open a new spreadsheet. Save.
Fill in a hundred cells. Click send. Quick.
Not long left now. What can we save?
 
I orbit on towards the dark horizon.