Sky Wheel

Big sky wheel from heaven rolls over the land squashing houses and people and cities and families. Sky wheel doing its business from who knows where. A trail of loose house bricks that once were human dwellings. Now rubble. Where are the people? Under the boot of the sun wheel, totally fucked. Who sent this kilometre diameter circular thing to Planet Earth?

Wrecking everything by squashing it till its dusty particles blown by the wind. No more life here or anywhere. Just a squash head sky wheel going round the block, again. Coloured like a sea shell, multi spectral haze of eye watering iridium from outer space. On Earth doing mad damage, your home and mine totally bolloxed.

Military jets buzz the wheel and bomb it, chipping the surface but not halting it. Each jet is hit by small wheels spewed from Mother wheel. Dead. Dwelling squashing continues, unabated. A culling of certain humans, facts only known now. Men killed, women left in peace. One lab for genetics. Man is obsolete.

Ruth kicks the wheel over. It's over. For now.