2nd wave

I see it coming from afar
Like a slow motion bullet
Like the headlights of a subway train
Like a ripple in the ocean
Like the clouds of dust signalling the coming of a dune buggy
As it makes its way across the desert

I know I should run
I know I should set up a defense
But somehow I stand motionless
Unable to act, unable to react
Waiting for the inevitable

It hits me,
I discover myself drown
I feel the gut-wrenching pain as the bullet pierces my skin
The calm sensation as my body is flattened on the tracks
The eerie serenity of drowning
The impact as the bumper slams into my legs, throwing me miles away

It will subside
As I know it will
Or at least, I hope it will
I want to recover
I just need to find out how...