Ride a trail of vermilion flake
Blaze your path across sooty skies
Leave smoldering ash in your wake
Streak torrid blue and flame bright
Trace
the path you will take
Before
providence calls
Soothes your hot ache
And reclaims your translucent dust
1 comments:
1. Beautiful imagery.
2. I like anything about space, like that line from ARMAGEDDON when Owen Wilson says, “We're just in the beginning part of space, we haven't even gotten to outer space yet.”
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