Haile took a sec to breathe reality,
before she jumped back in;
mouth and nose mask blowing gravity
before the vortex sucked her grin,
and she was.
Rising up, spreading out,
joining time and space –
dancing with the planets and stars,
do it with atomic grace.
Been born inside of nebulous clouds,
been sucked up in black holes –
been part of every savior
that ever rescued suffering souls.
She built this device with her armchair science,
commands it with a switch;
she’ll come and go just as she’ll please
one blink, she’s here in perfect pitch
and then she was.