Space
I am falling up
They say I fly
But I can only follow
Where gravity leads
Soaring like a sand storm
Before the wind goes quiet
Faster and faster
Rockets bleeding science
Breathing exhaust fumes
The truth of the parabole
Who will catch me when
I send comet tails trailing
The stardust burning in
The atmosphere. When I
Have fluttered down
The line of the parachute
Will you haul me from the sea
And carry me as weakness
And memories of weightlessness
Will pull me down under
And the waves do mesmerize.
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