Blurred distortion, focusing on mental coercion
regurgitating momentary will to change course and.
Shit I don't know I'm writing this with a blank mind
sat down contemplation on an unwound satisfaction
bled out with no menstruation just silent lacerations
and here I am again 360 degrees for this recreation
as this heated heart dumbs down to the strong pacification
and the ownership is lost in it's ever changing location.
Still it remains the observer, awaiting an end, to it's own incarceration.