You wake up. Hounds of hell get unleashed, herding
you to Death.
Tik tok, anon…you feel the urge.
You make a move.
But it’s not good enough. It never is.
Always someone better, faster, and or richer, and or more handsome. The Bastards. How dare they! rofl
Why try …
You try Again. Make another move. This time you’re Better…
They think, What a Bastard!
The Maw of Anguish is, There’s always someone better, or
Just make a move.
Just make sure it’s your move. And you ride it all out
Till the Gates of Hell. Or if it was profound and Bright
Perhaps, Gates of Heaven.