Hull Breach
kill me while you’re brave.
There’s Romulans in the Jeffries Tube.
I’m stunned, I’m transported,
I’m a doctor, not a
Tribble, stumble, stammer,
warp, Worf.
Ignite the captain’s log.
Eject the directive.
My continuing mission:
experience, emotion, expression.
There’s dilithium in the synthehol
but it’s not enough to phase her.
Torpedo my shuttle.
I’m my own away team.
I am cored to this star.