A steel carcass and smoldering wires,
The abortion of an elegant electric orgasm.
Sheet metal is so impersonal,
It rips the trachea without guilt.
Pulling, slowly, tearing,
Every inch needed to feel.
A load bearing intestinal wall.
Short circuit my love.
Sifting headway through this wreckage.
Man the black box.
This plane is going down.


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