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.