My personal exosphere

 I am tipped on my head and pointed toward the center of the sky above
I will fall feet first like unwanted pet in sack over bridge down into some deep creek
The sky the centre of it all will recieve me, my shame, my disorientation
Out into the higher layers of the atmosphere where my flesh will burn off

Before I burn up I look down on the earth through each different layer of the sky
Bathing in the cloud as I am thrown further and further from what I know
Into water the highest rainclouds bully me their drops pouring into my nose
I try to reconnect with the angels but they see me upside down

So they laugh hysterically at my terror and vertigo
flying almost close enough for a highfive
just smirking and winking too smug to be angelic
I try to comfort myself in teh violent updraughts

The high pressure hitting me
Out of some miracle I am turned around and forced to fall
Down toward earth at terminal velocity then slightly rise
The G force stronger than a jet

Feeling the force of the pressure and friction hug my muscle
More certainly than a desperate mother shaking me
The force itself now adopting me teaching me shaping me
slowly back down I come to be with solids rahter than the gases

shaking hands with gravity once more
The rhythms and patterns of chaos teach me little
Beyond their existence and sway over destiny
Unpredictability rocking and rolling up there

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