Crusader

Deck 337 holds the engines
that open holes in space
so our vessel can slip from one point to another
in the blink of an eye
we open portals
charge up electron cannons
quantum mechanical properties
particles and waves
I wage war on the far reaches of the cosmos
because my heart belongs to a temptress
on a small planet in the Milky Way
splitting atoms to forget love
while she warms herself on old flames
murdering aliens and plundering technology
sensors bleat warnings
shields fall
ampules filled with liquid life
rattle on a shelf
my comrades cheer victory
while I silently wait for the next planet
drowning my sorrow in neon intoxicant