Thoughts Like A Lottery Ticket

Clicking on tombstone sidewalks
with black slidy shoes
A sacrifice of traction
for the sake of quality visions

Going to the mysterious unknown
proud and strong
like kamikaze to the hull

We salute you all, you know
We thank you for your sacrifices
and your indifference to our cause

Keep on keeping on
you shining gods among mortals
We love your perfect creases

We will forget you
Your life will mean nothing
But deep down, we thank you

Now go, into the scarring fire
and enjoy your double café latte, Sir.