A man made dangerous by the absence of fear
holds a cigarette to his lips and smiles
as he glances at the ants from high above.
“Nice day for a football game,” he thinks
resting his right foot on solid air.
With the calm of a monk, he plummets;
the casual casualty of a life well lived.
I want Super Saiyan abilities
Last edited by rebelmidget at Oct 27, 2009,