The poet, the mercenary, and the military advisor, are we sort of a team, or are we competing, for the next thing, the setting, unlocking, did the groundhog, see his own shadow, we are one and the same, in a similar place, on the hierarchy, part of the network, all doing, the lord's work, the night sky, the flower blooming, space expanding, a line of coke, your daughter’s sleepover, pepperoni pizza, nipples, slobbering, maybe we’re all winners, but we’re sort of in the same place, we're efficient killers, but generous lovers, and we’re rich, the world provides for us, we all serve our father above, we’re willing to fall to the abyss, for love, drink fish piss, a mound of flesh, its hairy, its wet, have you ever had dragon fruit, my wife laid an egg, I’ll make sure to raise it, blessed, by the chickens, the mountain cocks, the t-rex, the raptors, Canadian geese, and blue jays, pigeons, they’re poisonous, work is a never ending thing, we’re all trying to win, but there are many secrets, back-alleys, and shortcuts, to the things we want, circle around, we’ll corner the deer, between the three of us, I still dream of you, Mary Rose, maybe its not my place, Melissa, Melanie, and Ravinder, you can claim, what you give away, I just bought tickets, to see Carmen, but I don’t have a girlfriend, I’ll have to start searching, I’m still a virgin, its embarrassing, but that’s just heaven, hiding, in the weirdest places, a wet, moldy, sewer, holy shit, is that it, the clitoris, the holy grail, when will I, make my mark in this place, no condom, I missed my period, damn man, that’s a life, what was I talking about, oh yeah, my brothers, we’re sort of into the same things, but we’re separated, life after life, we’re warriors, and we complete each other’s work, so many old lessons, Earth’s core goes deep, there’s an ocean of sin, sitting on a beach in Venice, yeah, we all get to eat, people settle for all sorts of gross things, fat tits, that bikini, can’t hold it in, how far can he go, he’s still a virgin, just a male prostitute, who has to work tomorrow, make girls feel good, with my words, my solutions, oh yeah, I’m a support analyst, I forgot about that guy, who worked for the cyberware conglomerate, he stole their quantum computer, hooked it up to his AI, I’m pretty sure he created a life, but that’s neither here nor there, it could be work, it could be tomorrow, it’s the winter, and I don’t even get Remembrance day off, its late, I could be up all night, dreaming of the next life, but you know what I need to do, my job here on Earth, I need to make these connections, if I complete my work, not get distracted by fame and fortune, the military advisor can keep his job, he won’t decide to fuck off, to some random planet, start a farm, a family, then fuck his daughters, what a dirty dude, maybe he’ll dig deeper into the nucleus, deer meat spread out on the table, maybe he’ll pluck a rose, lick the petals, the smell of asshole, maybe the mercenary can marry the princess, does any of this even make sense, I don’t know, its all reasonable, some sort of logic, under the right light, we all view life differently, sometimes we try to fight, but there’s an ocean of reasons, behind these words, they keep finding me, after each lifetime, it keeps echoing, throughout the universe, in a bat cave, searching for life, the world, a river of blood, so many mistakes, it could just be a reflection, of my choices, what’s able to fit in, but the world is a so big, it extends beyond what I see, I hope to make it, to the fourth planet, the fifth, I hope to make it to retirement, to pay my debt, its just another day, can I keep my cool, I’m only thirty.

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