Mile after mile under your rotten feet. No one looks close at your dirty, dirty You. For you are looking really bad, not that YOU care. All's fine and you never stop to rest. Sometimes walking under bodies of water. Your flesh slowly flakes and peels away and the bones still walk. One day you find a used condom beside the road. You feel and smell everything you always wanted, coating the outside of it. Your spirit sticks to it, like lint on drool. Your bones stop and fall into a contented pile. Forever is YOURS NOW. You have found paradise and this moment is frozen forever. YOU WIN WIN WIN.