Out of the Pit

Out of the Pit

Flak bombarding frames and jets
Spark explosions in sopwith wrecks
Blinding hailfire from artillery
Splinters biplanes and humility

Fuselage leaking
Petrol spilling
Goggles getting foggy
Gloves gripping groggy

Numb from atmospheric
Whiplash maneuvering G’s
Rising and evading
Planes behind shading

Rising from the fray
Trying to get away
Clearing a path
Turretting ahead wrath

Flying ahead
Towards critical mass
Weaving in the stratosphere
Accelerating auxilary gears

Dashboard and dials rattle
With active defense prattle
Turning and shifting
Dropping and lifting

Windscreen cracks
Switches and pedals
Pushing aerodynamics
With a buzz behind jacks

Never quite getting away
From the tense dogfight fray
Flying up and away
Diving and dodging the fray

This is where
We live and breathe
This is where
We grieve and breach

Until at last
In blinding sunlights
We pursue behind
To thrive in final flight

Published by Jake Thomas Shaw

Concerned with memory, currency, and destiny, I strive to capture each one as they happen. Join me and consume reality! Radio Reality. City!

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