howitzer...loud MF
first round
I nearly wet myself while trying not to fall from my chair
first thought: is there enough blood
second-third-fourth
finally felt in time, not back in time.

pounding heart
sweating, Alert
call to T
come in, C'
there's about 15 in the same shape
gonna have a group
shake, rattle, roll with the punches
punches from the past
and
that is what they are
punches from the past
grieve for the non-Pepsi generation
of determined youth
willing to do what needs to be done
same old, don't fire back
thats friendly rounds piercing the body
sitting ducks, lay-down dead

another walk about, aboriginal therapy
get our heads and hearts in good working order
stretching out a hand
requires that grip to be solid
if it will do any good
for them for us

it's easier
stopped trying to be The Rock
accepted my tears, acknowledged the fears
gave and took hands, we might be screwed up
but we'll be screwed up together.

good company, damn awful party
good outweighs the damn

one night at a time
forget the one before, fear not the coming one
the demons are the same
familiar enough to say FO
ya bother me, Go Away
kick their ***...don't even have to cover your own

Winning more than losing
what a treat, a victory of sorts

a victory of sorts
I'll Take It