the dense Earth, a magnet
pulling me toward the crash site
rounding it, rounding it
not able to
stop falling into
the devastation
pin prick
finger lick
pull all ties
to this,
divest from
catastrophe
I am soaring
in-to, out-from
I am traveling
at last
Monday, July 14, 2014
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