How can the dead... ...resist anything that's something? At it again, he tempts me. Trying to cause me to undo. Quick, throw away the tunnel I passed through. Time to look at it again. It's up and down's complete divide. Let undesirables hide. Just another look. Alone before a Holy book. I try one more. A find. A gain. But yet again, more pain. Dead, when what I believe says I should be alive. But it's gambling infinite. Never an up side to down. Anything above nothing is a win. I'd say buy it cheap. But such a thought defines the fall. So no compromise now. It's nothing if not my all. It's just hard to live right when you're feeling dead.