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Gamma Ray Burst

She holds her skull in fingers    
Headaches gently swirl    
Around her temples   
And orbit back    
Circling her mind    

She opens up    
Hair spirals  
Around her forearm    
She lowers to the grass  
Her crown  

One brief glance upwards to align  
She bows her head slightly  
Offering her naked brain to the sky   
Cool dry air stings  
The unprotected organ  

And the gamma ray burst above 

Sluices through her mind  
Scratches and pulls  
Dimensional particles  
And dust  
And consciousness   


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