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Bus Trip
Through the clouded night
binary stars passing
at the speed of light
distant red stars pulsing
left and right
square, round, diamond
galaxies reflecting
far off -
buffeted
by dark matter -
unseen hands -
interstellar winds -
rocking the bus,
the cradle
Doug Palmer
Posted over on Jingle Poetry
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