what if life was nothing worth fighting for

Life is sometimes very strange  -

like an endless rope ,

and you pull  hard at the end of the line -

some times it drag -other times , 

not
i had to stop wondering so much to show productivity forced upon my throat,
i whispered into my own ears and told myself ' You are but! a man , be a man ...'

and felt like a Chauvanist Roman watching the Gladiator kill them self just to entertain
and yet feeling
so much more inspire after each slave took their turn to kill each other

Life as we might call it - have a very
limited choice ,

call it a race to end ,
which end using what medium is not more than what i am so much concerned about,
even then you would not want to ask me why i would stretch so much more than just kill my thoughts.

All the time,
time flys and you don't know where they fly to -

they must have flown somewhere for a nice holiday where time were not valued much more than just a numbers to track where Sun is suppose to be located right .

nothing is strange when you felt death,
and you've slept with two in toe and flirted with third.

i thought that sub conciousness would last forever,

just that there are no right time to wake up nor any given time is so much more than just right.

Unless you've lived the living death out of life and wanted nothing but a rebuked immortality for breakfast.
its fattening she told me ,
i knew she was just lying , but! deep down i knew that battered with time and again - she had more butter than the factory could think about who consumed what!! it's just a matter of policy and politics written widely  on  Mahim's wall discoloured with pan stains,
as if pan stain were the most lethal weapons to the vandals .

And you never told be how much i never understood ,
so, it would not matter much more than just another lunch box taken and not filled .

as if you would wonder so much about who were just virgins and who were just itiching to loose what they never had .

Death like nothing  is more mystical than framed hope, just as much a hopes were born

within the realms of an unlimited validity wombs kicking

their way out of it and not bother about what else were produced to re-gain where?

it is little more practical and instinctive to have an active sound alerts, where your hearing aid battery ran out of juice that you would otherwise have used to fill up what sewage department have just emptied, as if you contributed heavily to the growth of nothing .

if growth were to be watered why would 'sleep' be driven with a bottle of water ?

much of nothing to be bothered so much about ...