<\/p>\n
“Be honest,” she said, as I’m pulled\u00a0into the night,<\/p>\n
Feeling at odds with the soft moonlight.<\/p>\n
“Tell them the truth; we have nothing to hide.<\/p>\n
We’re just kids. Nothing happened. Nobody died.”<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We had heaved ourselves up to the mountainous heights<\/p>\n
In the dreadinous zones, nature’s deathly death bites<\/p>\n
We slipped through, unannounced, we four foreign bodies<\/p>\n
Ecstatic, relieved, thanking whichever its god is.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
The sky aglow, deep red, softest touch<\/p>\n
I, at one with the earth, (and, perhaps, being Dutch)<\/p>\n
Threw my clothes to the ground with such joy and delight<\/p>\n
And the others’ skin warming in the soft growing light.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
It’s after hours now, and the cold pulls me back.<\/p>\n
Bent over, head covered, my body is slack.<\/p>\n
I hear flashes of light and alien chattering<\/p>\n
I’m rough-tumbled to a car, cold, feel the rain spattering.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I can cause earthquakes; I spite the divine.<\/p>\n
I state\u00a0my name when I’m next in the line.<\/p>\n
Her once child-like face is heavy and wan.<\/p>\n
I take hold of her hand as we’re moved along.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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