by Nick Gisburne
The ship behaves exactly as he planned
Uncoupled from its gyroscopic berth
It shudders through the shattered docking band
A metal bullet, rocketing from Earth
The energy through flesh and bone is high
Acceleration clutches at his brain
With devastating speed he splits the sky
And slices into space, beyond the pain
The glory of the universe is clear
More stars than any eye has ever known
Before he can rejoice, they disappear
Confused, he sits in darkness, dazed, alone
The goddess hates to see her pets resist
She pounds the ship to cinders with her fist
