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Landscape at Dallol volcano<\/a>, Afar Region, Ethiopia<\/a>. By A.Savin (Wikimedia Commons \u00c2\u00b7 WikiPhotoSpace) – Own work, FAL, https:\/\/commons.wikimedia.org\/w\/index.php?curid=68051688<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

by Josh Pearce<\/h4>\n\n\n\n

The sky turns rusty
And I ask why does it do that
And he says, “oxygen”
Which yes he is right
Which why the blade of the moon is always sharp


Summer snow on the skin of the rocket
And I ask why is that
And he says, “oxygen”
Which yes he is right
Which why a cloud will soon carry him away from me


My lungs are fire every time beneath him
And I gasp why it hurts
And he says, “oxygen”
Which yes he is right
Which why I will always need him like air


I say if he loves the thrill of it so much
And I ask then why’d he even land here
And he says, “oxygen”
Which No he’s wrong
Which why the fire in my eyes,
                                          fog in my head,
\n                                             sharp blade in hand


His lips become late-harvest plums
And I ask what they taste like
And he doesn’t say
Which is he all right?
Which why he doesn’t say anything, ever after.







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