A/N: Written for the Diversity Writing Challenge, f1 - a poetry collection, and for the Digimon Battle Spirit: the Challenge, match 1.2 (Renamon vs. Terriermon). Prompts in this poem: #020 - side, #050 - field, #058 - absurd, #082 - believe
mache garden
11: cockpit
There was an echo in her mind,
in her cockpit,
as though there should have been
someone beside her
But cockpits are only made
for a single person, a single pilot –
and who would stay there anyway?
They were on a battlefield
and hadn't she just blasted a world away?
Why should there be anything beside her
but her shadow…
and yet it still felt as though someone
was missing there.