“We Were Rockets”
On a jet stream above the clouds,
you shot into my orbit like a
hollow-pointed round.
The way you touched your glass
had me pent up like a bomb —
you saw it in my eyes that my
guidance system was on.
Built to destroy human hearts…
we were rockets seeking targets
on different jet streams.
— Michael Bradley Zick
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