Too Soon

I am the star shot flare born in heat and shrapnel a screaming tunnel where landscapes blur and vector into breathless lines. an arc of howling friction riding the effervescent foam of a burning star. ---trembling trajectory ---breakneck rattle too-soon-too-soon glint of the horizon wailing vomit streaked sky converging into the dawn my momentum --- a breathless gasp my life-- a ragged blur My Flame Lost-In-The-Light