Cock

You know in the Philippines, they raise cocks to fight, all the baddies, they grow up, strutting their feathers, nothing can stop them, and they’re being raised to fight, they can’t even avoid their fate, another cock will block their way, maybe it’s in our nature, just raptors, meant to kick, struggle, and bite, meant to eat food, and fuck all the hens in sight, but alas, it is in our blood, we can’t avoid the fight, but watch, we'll be dragons one day.

Seasons

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This life is going to be a whole experience, the world also has a story, you may think it’s just work and morning coffee, but there’s a logical progression, from the past to the future, hell's gates could be open, there could be ghosts and demons, nuclear war could happen, and zombies could rise from the earth, the undead seeking a fire, the monks, who wish to avoid it all, invest in cryptocurrency, it’s the currency of the future, cyber-ware and space, and the underworld, I still have to live in this apartment, my feelings are rising, I wonder if I’ll make it through, let the energy flow through you, I’ve eaten so much, I wonder if we’ll ever be alright again, alas, life keeps going, maybe for some it’s boring, but knock on enough doors, and life could happen for you too, for others it could just be sin and burning, the shame too much to hold in, consumed by the ocean, the night sky calling, the moonlight, eggs and ramen, some wine, I took my medicine tonight, maybe it will even out, the ocean waves ebb and flow, the seeds will take root, give it time, my mother and my father, my sisters, and my wife, I hope we make it through this life.