WYTCHCROFT'S BLOG
Out of Gas
Wednesday, August 15, 2007 2:51 PM
Out of Gas...Out of gas, out of luck
and now rapidly running out of life –
the captain crashed to the floor with a ringing metallic shudder, knees buckling.
Falling forwards, there was the sharp metallic slap of iron against flesh.
You get slapped when you are born.
Sometimes, thought the captain, as consciousness began to fade,
sometimes you get slapped when you die.
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