I watch shooting stars.
Feel bees buzzing.
Then wheels turn.
The corruption of the brain
Spreads.
Hate
Innocence.
Gone.

Torpedoes crash
And bombs fly
All is war-
Hell.
To hell with you
And all you dream!
I won’t fall,
Though you push and shove.

Teardrops sink into
The barren earth.
Is all fair in love and war?
Wheels turn
Once more.

Is that all this is?
A giant game
Lacking rules and regulations?
Who will referee?
You?
*******.

The corruption of the brain
Spreads.
Hate
Hell
War
And repetition.
So much for that.