Why, My Guy?

Buddy knew alligators

Dressed like wolves.

Tear your damn arm off

And then, like fools

Tell you that they did it.

And that your arm is gone.

But memories they left you with

Are from the sweetest song.

THAT song… you remember?

The one you can’t forget?

You gambled time on a foolish dream

Turns out you lost that bet.

Colliding, conspiring, delusion.

The devil.

Strolled right in like

Gorillas between the players.

Those slayers…

Hiding big, black things between us.