I fell out of the space suit and hit my head
Because the craft had landed gravity was here
I sat staring at the earth through the rockets narrow window
I would have to get out and rejoin the world
It had been months since I had even spoken
I feared the first word would be agony
But it came out beautifully
"Damn" Looking at grenery outside the glass
The door depressurized and unlocked
I barged out carrying my helmet for no reason than it felt like a part of me
The grass brushed my boot
I threw a fat flare and red smoke burst upward to the sky
Soon they would find me disoriented euphoric
Full of the bliss of existence
No souvenirs just blocks of waste
earth air suddenly flooding my lungs
"Amen"
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