Gravity

The weight of me
is too heavy;
like trying to walk on Jupiter,
my bones slowly crushed to a powder
from merely being upright.

I want to summon a vessel
swift
small
nimble
to help me achieve escape velocity
and finally leave this place.

But I have no vessel
and no fuel
and the furthest I have ever been
is an elliptical orbit
that won't let me go.

So I sit
and wait
for gravity to squeeze the air from my lungs
and the blood from my veins,
until I am an empty sack of flesh.

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