Sunday 10/11/2020 11:49:00 PM

 tomorrow stumbled. all the choices we never wanted to have. soldiers in the rain. bullets long since spent. memories a poison too compelling to resist. 

the miles stuttered. all sweat and fear. as life choked on its own vomit. 

we pretended to know. or to have the means to determine. the cost of skin in a world of skeletons. chance's various thieves unfolding those worn out maps. 

we go where we go. we run when we can. all the while yearning for the places that have forgotten us. 

our hearts all toast and butter. as the end begins to bite down. 

the luxury of time our only ally in this war with ourselves. 

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