A Dream

Life was a game.

Going forward, like Mario

Mario, jumping, doing, playing.

I went down the tunnel

And fell through a snake’s metal stomach.

 

Then there was Beelzebub

With his spear.

He would place it on my chest

And push me into hell

For believing life were a game.

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