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Space Traveler

I’m of the earth and
the universe above and below
the radioactive decaying
of a desolate landscape
we leave impression upon,

Just a piece of electricity
that travels among time
and temperature to live a color
for a moment where there’s no context,
and now we are the consciousness
of the rocks and volcanic lava,

I light the cigarette slow,
black night, clouds white,
insignificant dispersion of smoke,
a born space traveler.
Written by Pishashee
Published | Edited 26th May 2015
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