you cut past a bent back 46 [ 12 ] with the engine mounts open and the gears and the gears of the turbines gleaming oily in the hangar bay lights and the twin rotors folded to the center like broken dragonfly wings , and you sway as the ship takes a big one rolling to the left and hanging there as you hang with it way out waiting and waiting for the boat to come back and always wondering if it really is coming back this time .