inhabitants, 3

They make it happen

they work fast

don’t mind the dust–
they don’t

They know that
in a month
a week
a day

it might be gone

So they pull on
their workgloves

arm themselves

with rags and
spray bottles,

shop-vacs and

no masks,

and get to work

They make
things happen
when they can

and they never,
ever let anyone
believe that
they can’t
make things happen,

So what are a
few fumes and
dust bunnies

in the face of
the magic
of space?

inhabitants, 2

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