I have somehow managed to swim through the thick layer dead waste.
I now know who and what can't hurt me.
Still, they are grabbing at my feet and gnawing at my ankles....cowards
My friends are future enemies.
jaws clenched,
knives out,
im being poached.
I am a walking target.
They've got me cornered, im surrounded by weakness.
Said the drifter to the soldier, "ignore this sinking ship, we're all goin down together."
"No." Said the soldier.
"I'v waged war on you and your kind, and ill stay afloat to spite you....
.....leech"
I have jumped ship,
swam ashore,
and im more bitter than ever.
Expect no smoke signals,
i don't plan on being rescued.
(5-7-2005)
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