Arise, I tell myself everyday, Rise and ride, the tails of Chrysomallos, The fires of Mars,The rings of Saturn,The burn of death--Arise and find things for yourself,Rise and fight to crack the diamond,as brittle as aluminum, risingEveryday. Arise. A metronome appeared, when I was in bed last night,It showed me drops of bloody rain,that when …
Just Buckle Down 