Blood Special

Blood Special

A Poem by Davidgeo
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the winner
he never plays to win


for miles
across difficulty
over mountains
through jungles
through waters
over decades
extremely,


inherently....

there is always this thing 
existing for things



never to be seen
never not underneath
like a ghost of a ghost
of a dream and/or nightmare 
dressed always disheveled
is this joke that was never meant to be funny


but it gets told none the less...

there is this, what works
and there is that, what does not
    yet still always 
the goal
is always to go
and always
without an exit plan

without the objective in hand
lies an end that is always unplanned

dead or alive

no one really gets out

you die to live
here
you live to die
there
if you're lucky...
it's just a game that gets played

© 2020 Davidgeo


Author's Note

Davidgeo
I'd rather do porn

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Added on April 27, 2020
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Davidgeo
Davidgeo

Johnsburg, IL



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