Entering the atmosphere

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Entering the atmosphere

Though matter’s not been lost it’s still true
For the first time in 87 years there’s a world

Without my father in it        Night knots up
Inside me      Stars swim away

Things burn apart entering this place
They slur into small and smaller nothings

Instead of crashing. It saves us here
On the ground some peril      the high burning

And provides a light in the shape
Of direction though by rule all

Who try to enter are leaving
Some other place      I saw my dad

Die but have no idea what he saw if he
Saw what was beginning or if

Nothing begins and so
Many ends

Are not seen by any eye.

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