The Gonzo Wolf

I shaved my head and pushed and ran until my poor knees no longer let me.

I did my part.

My own son sacrificed his back and sanity to do the same, and there he sits; broken and dreaming like the man who came before.

I did my part.

Rich men set fires around the world, so I ascend, full-metal, to fulfill my vow against all enemies, both foreign and domestic.

That identifying shit can be done after the fact. I claim two; all else are potential fodder.

I’ll do my part.

You should, too.