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A Random Life Remembered in Song and Dance ---- A Potential Suicide Prevented through Modern Medicine

01/21/2019 --- Somewhere in Outer Space Dear life, I give up you fuckers, you win, I quit! Seriously. Stop it!!!  --- Some random stranger screaming on the sidewalk heading in to a major department store Random flies skimming through the sky, laughing at me, worthless putz of a kindless fuck, wishing I was dead before the strike of noon, Eastern Standard Time. Misery loves company, that misery is better than the lost love who will haunt your dreams, make you wish you had emptied the bottle of whiskey in a giant gulp, sins of the father, drift into the son, transference, blame game, night time thoughts keeping him awake, is he worth the trouble to keep breathing? We sat there reading our obituaries drinking gasoline, lighting cigarettes as if we didn't care that the sky was raining down acid upon our heads, the gods angry at our misuse of words in the context of the situation. Suicide was not an option, according to Ann Landers, she told us in a letter addressed to Elv...

Ode to Fallen Heroes

Into that night,
We dreamed,
To see that memory,
Deep,
Like the sea.

We stood there,
Feeling the wind on our faces,
The break stinging us,
And still we stood,
To dare not flee,
The darkness a fire,
In that wicked light,
Of mortar flight,
Exploding there,
Some would die,
Upon that beach,
Some even,
Before their release,
From that ship,
They did rip,
To fight,
Another RIP.

I was there,
When the silence fell,
Upon our ears,
Death falling,
From the sky,
The explosion,
Killing some,
Ripping some,
That moment,
Their last breathe,
Caught in time.

We saw the flight,
Then that last plight,
We fell to the ground,
Shaking,
Both body
And soul,
But still we fought,
To that last man,
For country,
For the mother land.

And some,
Gave all,
Their last breath.
Fallen heroes,
To the last man,

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