Tag: robert heinlein sci-fi

Distasteful,
Shameful.

But cold [and]
Fix[ed]

See[ing] nothing
To the
Skyline.

Run.

Up, down, over,
And unhappy

This had to
Happen to
Me?

I was not
Sure. [It]
Went on
And on.

Never repeated
I wish that
[it] stopped.

And cr[ied],

“I can’t.”

Over my head.
You dumped
Me hard.

It was impersonal;
didn’t wait to see
[Me] hit.

I was ragged,
Mean. And
Felt poor,
Shaved, blue,
Sharp.

[I] need sleep.

Speak to me!

I notice my mind
Sneeze,
[Go] cold.

Shoved under.