[bad word] in orbit finds itself spinning in circles.
magnetic needle swings by shake, i've lost direction.
north by northwest, soak my cells in atmosphere.
a conscious effort, satellite pulse.
i have my excuse to cut the spacewalk tow.
transmission lost.
now i float weightless, and am [bad word] alone as i can feel my marrow splice as stars replace the bone.
the elements of the galaxy begin to unite as one.
now, my only fear erased, as i am engulfed into the sun.