Across The Blooming Sky

i stand watching
that train rushing
flying by fast
and furious
ethereal

everyone on it is thin,
transparent and afraid
to just step off and grow
thick and green and
gravitational

spinning across
the blooming sky
and singing in
the solid dirt

 

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