THE CRASH

			Falling faster,
			Ripping, bending
			Thru cosmic fabric
			Of time and space,
			Meteoric dust trailing
			Like the ghost-image
			Of nuclear bomb-blast photographs,
			Plummeting closer,
			Stunning, blazing,
			The crash ignites
			A bonfire in the sky.

			         — Tippi N. Blevins

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