Poem #805

if I could hop aboard your alien craft
right now
I would
the stars call me
into a euphoria of hysteria
I would leave, I would
I would
not a second thought
of the left behind
push past the atmosphere
and race out of their system
never has my brain felt so light
as it is in a vacuum

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