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From my mother's sleep I fell into the State
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.

-Randall Jarrell-
remuemenage:
The Death of The Ball Turret Gunner

that's the title
xtx:
Too much light will kill you.