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Orbit

Stay on target... stay on target—you’ve switched off your targeting computer, what’s wrong?

Part three of a series of six poems about a metaphoric journey.

• Vacuum – Part 01
• Gravity – Part 02
• Orbit – Part 03
• Static – Part 04
• Bloom – Part 05
• Ash – Part 06

Orbit

Wolfinwool · Journey – Part 3 of 6 – Orbit

Boosters fired for the third time.

Fuel burning low.
The arc of her Terrafirma

bends away below me,


as blue drags to black

and the seat grips hard—
Rumble and roar,


shake and shimmy,


hammering mind and body—

then—

—

Silence.

—

Now I can hear the desperate

whispers in my mind—

or are they coming 
from outside?

Hiss and crackle
Vector nine-niner—

Moonfall sinking,


sinking,

sinking,
.
.
.
Rising.

Damn.

Here we go again.

#poetry #odyssey

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