Night Flight to the Sun

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Despite expectations,
it was dark—
we all knew what we were flying into.

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Fire,
gamma rays,
a slow boil into oblivion.

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The curiosity that kills so hard

you won’t even get your

bones in Earth’s dirt.

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They’ll use descriptions like
brave pioneers, frontiers persons—

colloquially, Sun Heroes.

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For me, it was a roast to end the misery,

or the unbearable beauty,
I never determined.