Eyes open
I see my terror before me
I do not have the answers
They have their reasons
I am the photo fit
I see silver
Transparent
Powerful
Stinging
I see nothing
This is not how I wish to die
Mouth Open
I’m not speaking
I hear my own distortion
Interrupted by the screams
From another planet
I have so little to say
Upon which they wish to know
I’m a dolphin’s arch
Allowed to breathe
For a few more seconds
This is not how I wish to die
I imagine my god
Shrugging his shoulders
He does not believe me either
So do I make a choice?
I am confirming myself
Through brutality and fear
I shall tell them everything
They want to hear
Without ever knowing
If my fiction
Saved my life.
©SJ2010
