after the missile

uuuuhh

wind - screams - smoke - flames - the shrill of tearing metal - faces of questioning anguish tumbling away - why - why them - why me

below - the flaming shredded carcass that had once protected me accelerates on its final journey - one engine still firing

this is not fair — i am not ready yet - there were so many things so many ideas i was going to try - going to do - going to live - going to learn - they can never happen now

so tell me - are you laughing god - peals of silent laughter from the god who was never there - if you had been real you could never let this happen - to me - to them - no one is that heartless

is there anything good - yes - i will not grow old - only to then have to watch as everything is slowly taken away from me - i will never be sick again - disease will not touch me - and yet - i will never have children - or love - or all the world promised me - i am not yet fifteen

into your hands - god who was never there - i submit my tangled corpse

enjoy it