the bloom
of red
and blue loud
blossoms
in the sky
are nice
to look at
as the rockets
sail with
a whirl
upwards towards
the stars.
they repeat
themselves
over and over
across
the safety of
water, on
a distant dark barge.
after two or
three though
you've seen them
all and what
joy was found so
quickly
fades in the summer
wind.
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