Out on the blue air
I breathe
Another blue
Of continuity
Independence roars
Motility soars in waves
And life
From shallow-blue to black
Likewise I see the time
Relaxing
Our shell of gas plays out
The scattering
Shower-rays
A sense of scale -
I coast along the moon
Understand
The being
Seeing me
We all
Answer back
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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