543 – Warhead
The rush
Of adrenaline
Dancing
Thru hot circuits.
Riding
Like the devil
On a horse
Of burning hydrogen.
Dancing
A parabolic waltz
To kiss
The stars.
Surfing down
The gravity well
In a supersonic
Fireball.
Seeing
My reflection
In your
Unbelieving eyes.
Be careful,
Look away
Before
I flash-blind you.
You can’t
Hazmat my soul,
My blood
Is wild.
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