STAR**** **OOP**S: Surreal Space Poetry – Page 39

Star Oops space poetry

I came out

I was a soldier
I had to prove it.

I ran.

I couldn’t [escape]
This horror show.
I got orders.

Make a man of you
Or kill you

A good choice?
A good choice.

Others are button

We do the work

Good luck!

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Author: Jonathon

Would rather be out swimming, running, or camping. Works in state government. Spent a youth reading genre-fiction; today, he is making up for it by reading large quantities of non-fiction literature. The fact that truth, in every way, is more fascinating than fiction still tickles him.

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