Downwash
up here
there’s no other force
than gravity
no other notion
than homesickness
no other place than this
an ongoing motion
from cloud to cloud
the destination beside the point
a food tray, a magazine
a permanent transition
it’s all in the way matter
clumps together
in the cascading echo of departure
the endless goodbye
the impending (nonexistent) return
the terrible silence
of sleepless space
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