pretending not to notice
the blood pooling at your feet
The least you could do
is look at my dead body
after you killed me
Frozen in time
with eyes looking up
at you
blinking for help
Nothing to see here
Just another day
where your gravity
failed
and my rockets
burned your hands
You were supposed
to be in the passenger
seat preparing for lift-off
not with a wrench
unscrewing bolts
and disconnecting wires