543 – Warhead

The rush
Of adrenaline
Dancing
Thru hot circuits.

Riding
Like the devil
On a horse
Of burning hydrogen.

Climbing
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.