Blood, Sweat & Stars

An insane drummer hammered inside his chest. B-boom. B-boom. B-boom. Sticky blood rolled down tired fingers. Golden sand defiled from his last stand. Ragged breath rushed over his dry chapped lips. His lungs were sacks of burning coals. Vinegar sweat stung his harrowed blue eyes. Silence devoured the dunes. 0 An orgy of flesh lay…