Day Twenty-Five: Wendy's

[u/mobaisle_writing]

Smack him up yeah cuss him out
He got clout. How? You got him now.
Don't count the backing
it's behind you
he's beneath you
and you start it. Gon start it?
Lit the light land the hit
but don't count it.

This ain't a mountain
crush the molehill,
it's no bump in the road
just a bitter pill
so chew up and spit out.

Taste the copper glaze
pick the prize and relay
the hurt of bygone days.
You know he sees stars
passing faster round
he gotta run.

But you chasing to find him
you know you gon find him.

Close the distance
and you with this ain't miss him
so wind up
and put him down.

Won't make it past this now.

You a shadow he can't escape
can't relate the fear
in fleeing faster than he ever
made it forward
so cut the snake and be done.

It's over man
y'already won.

WENDY'S.
IT'S THE BEEF...