Roadster

Laughing, wheezing, hot with fever, chattering like a rabid beaver. Eyes that bleed stress, hearing the song of the lark. Pulled up and got dressed, at the dawn of the dark. _________________________________________ Body breaking under the force, shouting my voice is hoarse. Wind gushing on my face, tears fly from my eyes, blur of green, … More Roadster

Mission Abort

Keep calm, stay focused, In my palm, lies the body of the accused, Tiny – about two inches tall, This fetus is dead on your call, You didn’t want it, then how could we keep it? A breath escapes me, its done again, God forgive me, that I did it for my gain. Gloved hand, … More Mission Abort