Heavy is the air,
breathe in, breathe out,
echoes in my ears.
Dark nights, neon lights,
splashy rain fill the sky,
it’s quite bright —
I just might fight.
Crunchy sounds hit the ground,
sweaty hands wrapped in blue,
eyes focused on the prize,
step left, move right.
Drop the gears —
I think I see the deer.
Sharp knives, drips n’ drops,
blurry in my eyes,
we in the fives.
Healthy is my soul,
I cannot console.
Guts all around,
steam rise from the ground,
just step around…
Head down.
Flip around.
We got one down.
Breathe in, breathe out,
squishy are my hands,
shine blue, stuck like glue —
we gotta move.
Take this.
Take that.
Energy flow, don’t ya know…
It’s movin’ and groovin’,
step in, block the flow —
you gonna blow.
Collateral damage.