Blitz
I play alone
I play hard stone
My heart is pumping between my bones
I am so dry as dry as the desert itself
There is money involved in the mix
I am hard leathered self
Why? Why me?
Every chosen one seeks for an answer
The certainty of things is like a mind’s cancer
I beg you please don’t stop
My mind is full but my body is still sturdy
I am heavy with the thought
But God, oh God
I know there is an end to the misery of self
Once the universe treats me right
I will awaken to be a normal man in-between hordes of sleeping zombies
Adam Prockstem Smith

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