launch001Staring from the blacktop
at my daughter’s school

at the wrong
section of sky

until over the other
line of trees

an orange light
I didn’t expect

grabs me
and then I can’t

look anywhere else

startled by each flare
of separation

as pieces drop away
and come home

and what remains
drops the last of its hue

and keeps going.

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