Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Saturday, April 15, 2017

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You can't chug it down...

another bite of that filth

so you waste away,

becoming something new and shiny.


Is that just fear, whittling you away,

or

is this slow-motion suicide?



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