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Alien

11:15 PM

We

travel in a series of blinks

red light bright against

dark invisible orbits

wore no fish bowl-gear

our lungs have long since adapted

to breathing in toxicity

we

travel en masse

cradled inside a junk of metal

bump our heads as tires

dig deep then up those craters

(oh, government why?)

We travel with the stars

overhead, in peril

with no guide but our quest

for better now’s

better morrow’s

we, night-shifters defy

body clocks

…

all the time.

image by NASA