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Sep 2014
Controlling the capsule from such a far distance
No one seems to be able to comprehend it.
Thousands of miles away can we see nothing but it falling like a leaf.
Space is mostly void, and that's where it came from
A metal hand reaching for us
Longing for us.
We came in
And what we saw was more than what we were.
It was more than the hand or the metal it was plated in --
Holding our peace was about as easy as it was to deliver us from evil
We screamed at the sight that lied there.
It kept bringing us in.
They trespassed against us.
First free-verse on this site, and I'm not that good at free-verse.
Pug Rollins
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Pug Rollins  Virginia
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