Requiem for my Cylon Lover by Odon

Word Count: 108
Date: 22 May 2005
Series: Battlestar Galactica 2003
Rating: K
Category: Poetry
Pairing or Focus: Galen Tyrol/Sharon Valerii
Warnings: Contains angst.

Summary: Poetry’s not my forte, but I imagine tragic love has inspired more than one effort. The Chief on his relationship with Boomer.

Disclaimer: Ron Moore said fanfic's OK, as long as it’s not done for profit. So this isn’t.

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Archiving is welcome, but please try and contact me first. I'd like to thank Grace and Meagan for their much valued beta work.

Love came unscheduled
      on the shuttle from Troy.

And in the causeways and crannies of tool rooms and water tanks
       we were so very human.

Death came with terrible emergence.

We clung together desperate
       to avoid the reaping.

But piece by piece,
       through lie upon lie,
       your humanity was stolen from us.

Love and laughter and easy camaraderie
       digitised down to access codes,
       and ice crystals drifting in space.

Now I toil on Vipers.

Lose myself in roll thrusters, intake manifolds,

AP rounds and targeting analogs
       while my Cylon lover waits in the darkness.

All that is left to me
      is the machine.