running,
in flight,
bracing the currents,
thrashed against the cliffs,
of jagged fate,
broken-in, kneaded into acquiescence,
worn-down,
stretched-thin,
soon-to-be yesterdays trash,
dumped,
strewn in the muck,
filling landfills of destinys rubbish bin,
bashed by chaotic waves,
headed for,
primed,
course set,
for yet,
another controlled crash.