Moving On…

Written October 2014

sailboat

Flakes of shredding skin

fall and clog

suppression drains.


As all evil,

all sins,

belonging to me,

moving on.


Naked and alive.

Exposure to ruin

and finding new passions.


Create new steam

for bodily power.

As veins pump clearer

lungs breathe smoother

and eyes pour lighter.

New life within,

moving on.


and a psychotic nightmare,

predominant persistence,

left alone and

disconnected by yourself.


You’re all fucking assholes.

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