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Death Spiral
The death spiral of a Space-X rocket
looking like a portal to an otherworld
where I long to enter and belong
like velvet on a royal gown,
with silk ribbons in my braided hair
flowing down the castle stair...
and a knight, my own Sir Gallahad,
vanquishing the dragons
waiting to devour me.
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