You move with the eloquence of a fiery wall of disintegrating fuselage

created by Deborah909
(idea) by The Custodian (1 s) (print)   ?   (I like it!) 7 C!s Thu Jun 29 2000 at 5:41:08
your voice is the radio cry of electronics
flattened by the hammer of earth
in their last seconds of crackling life

your smile is the glowing razor burn
of superheated leading edge
with cool blue earth far below

you speak in the distant tongues
of supernovae, quasars, suns
and the murmuring microwaves of the cosmos.

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