burning flags in a meditative state (dumb luck's out to lunch)

The sunrise sped down Sunset Blvd. It cast some doubt on the acne-marked treasure map that used to be a teenage boy's face. Still, digging went on through the night early into the morning. Digging, casting earth in one area upon earth on another area. And what to show of the effort? Bruised egos, misaligned rotator cuffs, and a big empty hole. No gold, no end of a rainbow, just the end of the night.





the correct answer is "i don't know"
you can not believe in something all you like
but that doesn't make it any less real