Let Me Die

I see this kid today
In the heart of the city
He says he’s eighteen
But he looks much younger
Hell, everyone looks younger now!
As we sat on the curb talking about skateboarding
I notice the words, Let Me Die
Carved into his forearm
There were also
Diagonal lines cut underneath these words
Red and puffy
The pre-infection stage
They were standing in a row
These lines
Like little toy soldiers
Ready for battle
Though
I’m not sure if their host
Their canvas
Realizes how long of a battle it might be
I kn...