>disengage_from_ aftSelector();
...[]...
I hit the ground hard,
My knees take it harder.
Blue light behind me-sirens.
Blue light behind me,
sirens?
Glow of my brain.
I turn.
Above me snakes a bulbous tube-
Cables reaching down towards me
Blue light's gone.
So are the sirens.
Breathe out,
In sickly sweet of the spring.
Leaves reaching towards me,
Trees surrounding
Figures in the trees.
Not far away.
Undergrowth growing towards them-
In them.
They dont have my face,
A face.
Thank God.
I'm out of my mind,
Just needed out of my head.
Peace.
