Ebbing

I’m opening a vein here.
My life force leaving my body.
Pulse, pulse, dullards.
Mundane, check out – keep a low profile.
Money in, money out.
Garbage in, garbage out.
Sitting, flesh on the toilet.
Wasting away. Filling up. Bobbing sick with the time spent disengaged.

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