In a Hurry

I feel the expanding motion of the earth, twirling around my middle finger. It's deterring any pleasent thoughts anyone may have over its conquering.

Despise me, deny me; it's all the same, initially.

I've enjoyed my time on this place.

Frankly, I may have stayed here if I'd gotten the chance to retire, but there isn't any room for dreams and hopes, only guts and bullets.

Sorry, planet. Gotta go.

Sam

Condolences to Jeph Loeb over the loss of his son. Prayers and condolences are out to you Mr. Loeb.