I plan to take myself
by the scruff of the neck
turn myself upside down
shake myself
until the last drop of poison
spills on to paper
and soaks it
And after that
who cares.
There’s absolutely nothing beyond that.
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a gamut of emotions, a swell of the heart, an expression of life, a take on issues, a figment of imagination, a statement of angst, and the spirit of my times
1 comment:
dont be so certain about the future either, sometime before you didnt even know what you wanted in life, maybe its just the time for you to know you need to spill this poison to soak the paper, and to get it out of your system, the rest is another matter entirely, it will reveal itself when the time comes.
law of physics: nature abhors a vacuum
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