What are you thinking of?
try to realize what it was like.
Reeking with emotion.
Mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters.
Think of water under pressure in a pipe.
There's the Red Rocket!
Buzzing as it fell.
Huge fleshy clouds lolled the blue air above!
Falling too quickly.
Home Home a few small rooms.
No air No space; an understerilized prison; darkness disease, and smells.
On the point of being sick.
Physically it was a rabbit hole.
What dangerous, insane obscene relationships.
Temptations and the lonely remorse's
The urge has but a single outlet.
Wheels must turn steadily, but cannot turn untended.
The machine turns and turns and must keep on turning!