All systems fail…
we’re heading in…
crash course
flaming out
wreckage scattered
sheets stained
needles pierce the skin
Last ditch effort
pumping me full
somebody else’s life
half alive
suffering dead
I refuse to
I will not
revving the engines
one more burst
Flying free
from the wreckage
The last flight
His terms
©5-6-11 MJMansfield