Chapter 7

Superman

He'd take for a channel path, or worlds in ours before this one, and life couldn't be but this memory, and these world, couldn't have to Know about these grace in some young
son in my future tell, so these worlds away, this Bruce Wayne, I'd call you for some while, so know about refuge, in children we know! This in worlds, sung back in longer takings for channel we'd have, for that this life, surely suns and worlds could play, and i watched, Clark, his chest bare, here, this blonde, hair still on,
but fuckin' cut it like Superman, and something strange happened in this old sunny light, and I had something, lost for these worlds alive, and in all we are, for that this was gone about this living out in my pain,
but smoke weed all the time,
it sucks, I know, to not do that, but smoke it all too often,
and it won't be there for what you might need with the green, so this yellow sun turned gold, but lost in my worlds there apart, and I could see this shift in hers, but Superman changed his song in front of me, like some king of Boy,
and this, was my only cause believed here on!
These worlds, sang! About a planet earth, we'd, know! That this was never so surely but to lose his powers, couldn't happen,
but you don't die, just to tall asleep, and you just, start doing something else, so the worlds he could see, here beside me, if he could be cut and bleed, would be something new I know, but these worlds in ours, for worlds in my life, and worlds beyond, and more, but this was gone, and worlds in before my world, planet, earth! This was sure enough, my own world! This was here, so sung! That I could be this secret prince of these netherworlds,
but like,
who said the vikings in the Netherlands weren't still in charge?
Batman come and tell these worlds aplay about in all that we couldn't have to still have to be but that, Clark was power'd down, and he could bleed if we'd but cut what was in these worlds, in aul, but this was gone, and so surely these worlds on ours, blue would snap him back alive, so surely, this was gone, and I could be this source for his own, still high, and kryponite by name was green aamung men, so surely, drop this kid, to pain,
and worlds, this was still our danger, so babysit this sure child, and that worlds could be losing, life, beside these worlds, this was gone and more to knowing these worlds in all that we could never have to lose
"But where are you, headed, exactly?" So I shot him, and it was Mexico, but not really, but San Diego is me, the,
what you don't like that planets are people?
Well that's a town, and Diego is what I am, so share what was on ours, before these worlds before this olden game, some younger blonde still kid, and worlds couldn't sunder what was still left in minds for these in game, and like I could be sure, you'd know about these fourest worlds, and this life, sure, sing, back, and he was pissed enough to know about these planets we couldn't forage ever after and on, but this wasn't gone, and worlds couldn't bring, back in what that we could be but that this was gone, and more, that this in life, was gone, before, these worlds in deserted sun, but golden cord, could set these kids out in light, but never lost about, that this was fear they'd known about, till colors, could be fated back to red, so red and yellow formed this sunset back in pain, and so Superman was, this young boy, you know, and worlds could be what he could know, in these before, this pain, and in this yellow and red sunset, he donned this green, battleguard, tunic, I'd brought, with a hood, sure enough, and left it back, and worlds could spin, but there beyond, and he could want you to know what this was for life, but that I could don something black too, but that was more like, well, okay, I had something different, but Lois is, really fucking fast,
and you don't believe me?
"What is that?" he asked me, and I ruffled his yellow hair, "a target," and worlds could spin, but like, sure, his was bullet resistant too,
but this was, yellow sillhouette on the sign of this bat, we are, and worlds could be where this was life with me, and Batman, they, could know,
but some sure kid was here by my side, and like his hood was just some shirt we know, and worlds could be for these in loving, beyond, and these worlds, this life for, this pain,
and you know,
they wouldn't know it's me though, if I'd have to appear, and doppelgangers would take my name, but Zorro's call is sovereign, so if Robin Hood some kid, they find in here with Batman, they'd know my only name, and Find, these in courses, San meant sand you don't, grind on, so like, beach? Shure enough it was saint to some, in beach regard, so surf out back to coast, and find my calling back in these old worlds, San Deigo come, this world, in Baja, but leave, and this was broken, in change...
These worlds, so surely this in life for, this was taken courage on, and in some other era, where these places and coasts reforged,
this would be California too,
but that's who was with me, so baja would be changed forever tonight, or like,
here would it be, so back in time, these in for these memory, but no in real life, it was just, Mexico. To you? This was my own course in life against, these worlds, taken, sure enough, this was gone in life, before, it all, this in sure enough this calling of, and we could find so bloodied arms, took their course, Robin's jeans were blue, you know,
but his own arms were bare so, blood and cuts appeared, so red yellow, green, on this hood, in name, and blue jean in the black of night fades, so sure enough, like mine, and some era lost, a mask I'd replace this in his own pain, and worlds could be, but this was gone in what we are, and this was gone, in what we are, but this, was some kind of
crazy, knight you'd know, in darkest blue, these depths, so here Posiedon's rage, took to coasts of Baja, for gore.

Druglords dead, or more in a chosen night, this was a hidden course, but there's plenty of places with white bulb street lights, out there, and so this bloody arméd kid could have already earned his own name, from,. "Robin, get down!"
And so Robin Hood was real, they knew,
and he'd been with Zorro!
And worlds could be set to blasted worlds apart, and like they could know they'd build their own towns, I wasn't going to have some, jurisdiction, but my base was in the north, "It's called the Bat Cave," I said to them, we were still, garbed down for dress we know, and they liked his hair, this hood pulled down, these surest, brown skin kids,
never Mexican, but that this was gone about in worlds we'd know about this in my world still for this grace but ov, this in my living before your worlds, this was latina loss, or San Deigan, really, so believe, these worlds,
"What do you mean?"
they didn't know what his
hair looked like,
the cut was
new? Crazy things you think, if Mexcian haircuts weren't copies of copies of grandma's of better grandma's copy of another cool cut, somehow,
so surely so are yours, I said, Mexcian,
this was something new, and the original design,
"It's cut like Superman's," and what was in these, they were, crazy, whoa, whoa! Are you serious?
"He's not even back on TV,"! you've seen him though?
"I don't think you know he's never been on mission before,
he'll never not be there, in worlds we know,
and he's never not, Superman, he isn't two faced, he just looks like a lot of different kids, you know, like, you look like her,
don't you think?"
They hadn't seen that, this boy did, like a girl he was in love for good, with, and they knew her, and she was some taller teenager, and I didn't know, what was real, but that I couldn't have to have known, but that this was gone,
it was a ghost,
if you didn't know,
and I'd never seen the name, before, but this kid would have to come with us to see of his mom, and worlds could be lost, he was out here in Mexicalifornia for hero's worlk, and he'd taken to act like some girl, who was hero out here,
so Mars was gone, but they could see some ghost you'd know, and this was some Lana son, and worlds could be but that, he'd be brown like them
so in sure rare life, surely, these worlds, you could tan and be of darker hair still, and that was just natural course in for these worlds we'd blend, but this surest night wolf calling in pain to moons, was what brought us here,
so surely, these heroes, gone away!
And taken to carrides, and this kid wasn't so safe, tehy knew he was, that girl's love, and these worlds in what was a hero of ghost, in these days, among, their dead

they never didn't think the dead kids they'd lost still needed to be protected from Mexico, so surely, he'd taken
to acting like superchick, and worlds could be, and worlds couldn't be what, was here, but this was pain in his world, and we'd said look like Her enough, that he could run with ours, and these little worlds, so live in a trench cove!
And know they'd bring you, off for pains that you got in these scar wars away! And they trusted us? Well, we took a hero they already had, but he was just some kid who called out to challenge men with guns and never fell, and that he could,
change in this moonlit night, and worlds could be set,! But this was gone, in wars, so cried, and this was kaguya's chaild,
and he didn't,
even know
it was cool, you know?
The Batmobile?
Moonlight come to bare in all that we are and still, we could stop in some sure town, after the sun set on our journey again, and this was hers, in calling more, but we can pass days along, and worlds could be, but we'd be headed in this style, so he wouldn't think Superman was the rescuer, he'd called for in moonlight, you'd know, and so the kids he was with believed in that there were hidden kids we know! And that Zorro was alive, and San Diego, huge!
And worlds, could be lost for Gotham, but that this was gone, I'd rather have to tell you, Gotham was what I let be these for police district quarters, so it would extend my domain own, into the north, while San Diego stayed, officially, beginning and so Gotham ending, at the border with mexican developments, so like, slowly fading into more and more slums, you'd know, and so worlds could be lost so that we'd call for theirs and this was gone, but lost was here, this world in my pain, and Sialor Mars was gone away, and we could call in pain, but that her ghost was hovered staying, back in pains, but that like, I could wonder about the future Damian would find her in, or what he'd have to be, by then, to play with idiots, in the skies, but like, he could wonder where this was,
and I'd taken us out to Gotham, and he could see me, here, and this was, some Mexican quarter, he could live, and we'd tell
Lana where he was?
I'd never done this before, but Robin Hood stayed to hide, but that he could be blonde and not care, but Batman could be seen with these two younger Soul, so teen soul, was what his for kids could be, and these worlds, what the batman costume didn't say little kid
but with guns?
Fate away or stay our courses back in life, we'd name, but leaving roses for the dead was a Mexican gesture, and that Batman brought a cute blonde kid in green, and some black haired youth, here, to this place, to give him roses to lay, they thought, something lost was gone, and really though, he had to memorize this alley, here, because in the Gotham sun,
well that meant Moon, and this alley was never without sure shine moonlight, so he could change, and be hidden from the streets...
But like, that was after I cut out the striet bulb, there, with a flying bataran, and they'd never fucking fix it until they wanted to piss me off,
but Damian would find these planets here, and leave a rose, to tell them where he'd baen, or that he could find other forms to know, and that he could leave the rose in this one quarter, could change, and worlds could be, but for these, and this was gone, and sure
so claim your juris des, and worlds before, these planets, Mexican in name, and lana'd come to be here, in her son's own gaze, and he could regard the moon, to change, and worlds could be here, before that this was gone, but loss in ours, before, that these worlds under all that these worlds, could be set before, Robin shed his blackened sleeves we had, and that this was red, in cuts, still a live and bled so surely, this was Force we had, and masks could come some day, in fame we'd, still need, but kids call, this game,
so surely, Joker could be sure this call was, a surest romance, lost in hers, before, but he'd surely gone too far, so gore and maime,
and so tonight I'd see him dying, and worlds could bring monsters back if you didn't make sure nothing, there, remained,
so reiddance, for these, dead Maexican kids, lost, or that it was funny to him,
that they'd come all this way for
a day of the dead,
yeah,
he guesses, at what makes you laugh, and he doesn't know it's funny unless people laugh, so let him kill monsters all day while you whittle his mind down, some more, and then if he'd gone too far, and I couldn't stop what hell formed, unless I never quit, so the quiet dead, could name, and the kids down south would hear of this one, the boy wolf they'd come to know, ripping Joker's form apart, and these roses lain, so surely these worlds could be what was lost, in all we'd have for these in what was gone, to change, and change what was here, for these olden score, before, my worlds, in hers, before, these lives, taken, more, alive!
He's come, Alive!
Lana screamed and sobbed when she felt her son's
soul pulse, when we helped him change back, still in the moonlight, and not just because the night was over...
He'd be sure to know, about what was still, but here before, these worlds, and we couldn't have to name what was gone, but loss was here and night could take us back in forms, you'd know, and worlds could be before, this world, and we could name what was still, in hers, before but like you could know one day some life on ever after more, we could believe these worlds, were more, in ours, but this was gone, and Clark was working, on something else for me, I was sure, and I couldn't figure what he'd tink I'd know, I'd needed here, but we could be sure, boys were plotting what was lost could tame, and couldn't you have known, this was gone, but that these worlds here could be what you could sew anew, and this was life, in here, before, that these worlds, this could bring, and he'd shifted planets some, and that was more like,
whatever he'd done, red was new, and I'd kept the element out of this world design for a while now, and I didn't know what girl he knew, but red headed girls, were somethign else, to pain, in Gotham, but Superman was living, so some sure dame, could remain, and that this old placement could be what we'd name, and like there were paralel ghost dimensions, he could shift the city itself, and places that had always been there, would appear, and Gotham repaired, or that it stayed broken so no one could cross the bridge,
so here was the boy who could fly,
and worlds could be lost in ours, before these surest worlds, in what was, here, and like I'm some sure God, you'd know,
I'd have to lose people in Gotham too, sure, and some girl from my past, was lost to me, like kids could lose and still remain,
no sure directory for red girls, in these worlds in pain, and like I couldn't bring her back he'd have to change, the game,
and so like, it was names, and since he couldn't remain here in Gotham just yet,
and I'd want to romance without some jerk around to ruin everything, or more like, Tolsi... Tolsi!
I'd run...
Tolsi didn't want to be a mother, out here, but like, by the time Robin was in his mask, she'd have to deal with it; it'd be her fault anyway, so we'd say...
"Coming to you via reporter Vicky Vale and
counterpart there on camera more often than you could beleive, Bruce, Wayne, fabled prince of Gotham is this, hell,"
"It's nothing like they said it is, in any idea you never had,
maps are burned, out here,
by anyone trying to protect their kids," "That's..." "Superman, wh, what?"
"That, is a shitty quote, to parlay with, if you want to know, the real piece is 18 hours long, 8 hours some hear? 4, by what plays in Metropolis theatre?
There isn't a world where you'd need the whole piece, if you'd never think it was fiction? Too much pain, if you're not in Poseidon's depths, so believe nothing of it, Gotham, has come..."
Highways built across, some long day in future tell, and that's what would bring some new hell, and we could know about these bays before, but that this was gone, this metro, was gone, but lost, was here, I'd blown, the maine, and worlds this was gone before theirs, this was mine own form, and these worlds, could be,
that when the Metropolis wealth linked up to Gotham, Superman would have to disappear, because human traffickers weren't in the light of day, and he'd have to fight with them as fast as you could fucking believe,
so share it all, Gotham was where that danger would surface, and it would be, beneath, he'd come with me, but that was a future we planned before,
so surely these worlds, could be but lost, and that was some long generations off, by now you'd know, and worlds could be before these worlds, in before these planets, so still yet Metropolis was rising aun! And worlds, could be sure, and I could keep the traffic broken down, but wealth was gone away, in these, and hidden under these framed pains, and worlds could be lost, but wealth would be cool one day, in Californiaz, and like I was, Dracula or something, I'd have to kill the wealthy and drain their resources, when the manor party guests, screamed at the tommyguns and closing gates, to be taken away in tunnels underground.
Tommyguns? Fuckin', duh I'm dark aging them.