To live another day,



Laying on my back on the soft block paving of the Apartment Building,
Looking at the young evening sky with dawn throwing its last kicks...

A gas Lighter in one hand and a cigarette in the other.
Destruction and Potential,
Only kept apart by my fat arms and hairy chest.

A lady walks by,
Doesn't finish walking by.
Stops,
And comments how cute it is that i am studying the night skies,
"Stars are full of wonder, they are Angels watching us"
She said.
"Yeah, they are"
I replied.
Then the lady finished walking by.

Laying there,
Laying on my back on the soft block paving of the Apartment Building,
Looking at the young evening sky with dawn throwing its last kicks and showing signs of giving up and accepting its fate, it's over...

Laying there,
Looking at the top floor of our five storey building,
I was wondering whether a jump would kill or cripple me.
The distance didn't seem long enough,
So i put all my chips on "cripple" and postponed my fate...

Then i got up and went to drink,
And lived to fight another day.

#Mzukhology

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