Blasting Off
Guilty perfume lingers
Like residue on conscious walls
Bloodshot eyes
Filthy fingers
Fear delivers
Faulty triggers
Salty water falls
Tequila over limestone lips
Trembling sips of delicious reasons
Here in our precious garden of heathens
Plucked from creative afterthought
Earthly as the astronaut
Gives us one last goodbye kiss
Wondering
What’s to learn from this
Something into nothingness
The loveliness
Of blasting off
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