June 25, 2009

Capitulation in the Upcoming Robot Wars (1/17/2007)

I, Not I.

Number A348112
(A Three four eighty one twelve)
Feels the flesh burn and
the sulphur stink of the moon
scape. White / Grey sensors
say, while the Reds
come up blank. The broken rotator
joint -- an appendage now
dragging makes movement hindered, but
A348112 makes his way back to base.

Lionel Stephens – Yes, descended
from THAT Stephens family – came
back from the light house. And he
puts his hand where his shoulder
once was. He cries. Not
a loud sobbing, but a tiny, silent
whimper.