Could be on the lame side.

[citizenemo]

Orion is dead.
I saw him.

His point-by-point corpse is on its side. His right
shoulder is still bleeding, pulsating, pumping
red-orange across the sky.

His sword is buried in the ground. He'll never get to
the Pleadies now.

The consummate hunter gave up and keeled over
The chase was too much for him.

Now he just lies on top of my house. I can see him
over the rails and the wall when I sit on the rough
cut concrete steps dragging on my cigarette when I
pull my head from between my knees.

It's not a bad model to follow. There's a point when
you have to cut your losses and just lay down,
overtaken by the spin.

Rage against the dying of the light? Dylan Thomas was
full of shit.

It's fine for the revolution.

What about the kids that just have trouble talking to girls?

Full-bore-head-on, don't get the ladies.

Look at my man O-dog.

He tried it, and he was blinded.
He tried it, and he was trapped in the sky.
He tried it, and now his head rests on a dirty
smokestack.

He's misunderstood and gone.

And all I can do is see his body over my shoulder as I try
to burn the moon with my smoldering filter.

-Sam