Body Modification

The decision is final once you sign-up for the U.S. Army like the ink incision across the contracted tricep and relaxed bicep muscle. The injection of Army green pigment is faster than the eye can see like the main rotor blades’ rotation. The workmanlike rush down the concrete bowl’s rim ambushes across the bodacious curves to the other side for air assaults that take the enemy by surprise. The hardcore wall riders explore like a scuba diver: how deep, how wide. The riders go like waves how long, how high. Groups of blue whales float in the ocean mural like a blue screen. Deadened like coral by the touch of uncommissioned graffiti. The tank is empty.

The mighty rushing wind blows and swirls like a fleet of Huey helicopter as heaven opens. Around the banks are treasure troves of ethnic diversity. Pull the people of the skate park into the body modification; search and rescue. Christ for the nations fiercely riding upon the white horse covered in a vesture dipped in blood. On his thigh, King of kings and Lord of Lords, on the right side beside God the glorious tenure continues forevermore. Let us be glad and rejoice. He alone is Faithful and True.