Crash cart,
crash cart,
someone get a crash cart.
It turns out we’re not
as smart
as we thought ourselves.
Hit the ground,
too hard.
Broken legs won’t get
too far.
It looks like this
is all we are;
just shit and blood
and dust from stars.
Don’t ask me.
I don’t know.
Made my mistakes
an hour ago.
Thought I had
tomorrow,
but I didn’t after all.
Crash cart,
crash cart.
Someone get a crash cart.
We got off to such a fast start,
and an even faster ending.
HG – 2019
