T-minus fifty dollars until count down I’m sun red with needlepoints Half time scores under camera’s lens Fucked teeth on a black silk sheet
Tag: airlock
Nimmer Het Htilzetten
Thin, fragile beams of light poured through the cracks of the porthole, and he was thankful to see day. Silence had blanketed the area, replacing the horrific screams and other Hellish sounds of warfare.