-----(A poem for a lovely soul)----
To repent sometimes bends you sideways,
Crushing your vertebrae one by one,
A rubix cube, grating slowly at every shift,
burning at every nerve, short-circuiting your functions
Sawdust gathers inside swollen joints,
preventing movement without pain
You start to unfeel the normal and feel the crooked.
Is that the right frame of mind?
Perhaps not.
So aggressive.
That mirror is soaked, glass warped into bubbles
Which will pop? Ah, such innocence. It stings the eyes
Don't choose wrong. The floor has spiders for cracks.
The weight on your shoulders shoves you down,
down,
down
It doesn't stop. Knees become trees in earthquakes
Fists strangle veins like snakes, a self-cobra.
Punches feel freeing, wings on a fake tattooed heart
Teeth rain down like ice on snow.
Or was it the other way around?
Who cares, the results are the same:
crushed coal under pressure
Death is contemplative; it feels the same, just less cold.
Right?
Until you find that your guilt has no effect, Has no need to exist.
It helps nothing to be accomplished.
Brush it off?
Can I? Can I really?
Is it that simple,
If they're gone?
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