Monday, October 6, 2008

The Shuttle - Cassandra Kaul

The Shuttle

i.
The doors open and I step
up into the vessel
that will take me to my
next destination.
A journey.

ii.
The sun is a quiet
caress, gently guiding me
through the sea of blackness
as the glass amplifies the blinding truth
of distance.

iii.
Bodies glide across
the river styx as I stop
for a fraction and see
their bliss.
I rush on.

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