Always a Frenzy

Another game
Another round through the tunnels that be
The beast took a clever route
Not wanting fire to lick its heels
But flames were subservient too
Waiting for wood or delicious mushrooms

Nothing a canine human hybrid could really do
Except to just keep taking those clever routes
Hoping that another path out of the labyrinth would appear

Hybrids always went in circles though
Mechanically and with a certain rhythm
Up, down, right, left
The timing was impeccable

Orange knives licked arrows in all directions
Knowing self-obsolescence was near
And that omnipotence was a step away


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