Friday 12 February 2010

Gunslinger Autobots


"Now say your lesson, Bumblebee, and be true."

The words fell from his lips like small chunks of frozen energon. His right hand trembled lightly against his chest like an idling engine.

"I do not aim with my hand; he who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his maker."
"I aim with my optical sensors."

"Good."

"I do not shoot with my hand; he who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his maker."
"I shoot with my processor."

"So it has ever been, Bumblebee."

"I do not kill with my gun; he who kills with his gun has forgotten the face of his maker."
"I kill with my laser-core."

"Then KILL them, for your maker's sake!" Optimus shouted. "KILL THEM ALL!"


Tuesday 2 February 2010

Blue Moon in February


The moon, still and cold
is unreachable tonight,
as far away as

Your face,
pale and blue
glowing by the light from the

Television
left on to spout it's nonsense
into our subconscious minds
as we

Sleep, and dream
of the days when light,
dancing on rough waters
spilled from

The moon, still and cold
is unreachable tonight,
as far away as
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