Star Wrek Collage

✦ PRESSURE VESSEL / FRACTURED COMMAND ✦ they never left— not really. the ship holds because it has to, because everything else has already broken. voices split into angles, commands issued mid-collapse, hands steady in a field that won’t stabilize. this is not motion— this is containment. a story forced to occupy itself all at once. edges hold. glue holds. paper remembers what the frame can’t organize. and still— the beams fire. still— the center answers. not because it’s whole, but because it refuses to stop being the place everything passes through. ✦