Velocity was too high and from the wrong direction for the two spacecraft to dock.
Even with all the acceleration he had at his fingertips, the joining would not be successful.
Considering the impulse they were about to experience, he shouted, “Brace yourselves!”
The impact caused them to increase angular momentum, spinning them and the forces pinned them hard against their seats.
Observing their attempted destination spin away into the void, he fired the thrusters to arrest the erratic rotation.
Rockets fired and the spacecraft slowed in the gravitational field it floated in.
The height of hypocrisy was laid bare before them in all its naked glory
As they tried to figure out what tale to use to spin a cloak of fool’s gold over everything
Long into the night they schemed and wove their lies together until they were transparent and glorious
Letting them unleash their creation proclaiming the emperor is clothed
Letting the coin spin in the air
Unclear what fate would determine I feel my anxiety rise
Catching it and slapping it on my wrist my anxiety fled and I felt content
Knowing that my future had been decided
Going to give all the words a spin
Looking for the ones that will stick together in a creative way
Under such an scrutiny the words flee from my internal dictionary
Making me feel rather…
Dipsy doo, spin and twirl
It made her stomach do flip flops
Zip to her left with another pirouette
Zoom to the right and then the ride was done
Yielding shaky legs and a reeling sense of balance
Swinging around in circles
Playing with their emotions
Injecting new thoughts
Now that’s why I’m a doctor