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Dropping-
No more like flying
Through the void
Beams of assorted colors shoot pass.
Wow, that sounds like a label:
Beams of assorted colors!
Get your streaks here!
Such mundane thoughts like this drift through my mind
Not at all in pace with the speed I was plummeting at
My nightgown flaps against my thighs as a planet consumes my vision
I brace myself for impact (more like cringing)
But I shoot through
Jupiter
Oh.
Hunks of rock seem to stretch as I passed them, like putty
A rusty red stop sign of a planet blares beside me
Mars
I suppose Earth is next.
(More of a statement than a question)
Looms in front of me,
Blue green brown black and white
Little yellow dots cover the black, a universe of our own right here
Flaring bright and then blinking out.
Where did the people go?
I sit on the floor, leaning against the wall, a laptop on my (you guessed it) lap.
My hands rest on the keyboard, marveling at the picture drawn at the speed of light
YOU ARE READING
Assorted
Poetry|Rules make up| |For what society lacks| |Break the rules and| |We will go back.| I do not own most of the pictures shown, BUT I do make all the poetry. Please don't be a dick and plagiarize. -ASSORTED POETRY-
