may day in the night sky
high speeds through clouds made of ice
wings molting then unraveling
hands grasping for someplace to land
as bodies busily spin in darkness
like lost souls in space mountains
with no time for substantive thoughts to evolve
time stands still for a matter of forever
twisted turning steel opens triangular windows
disappears into a brand new universe
while every living thing in its path
expands and contracts like a comet’s tail
breaking apart only to reconnect
february two thousand fifteen
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lovely imagery
thank you very much ;`)