I am decaying.

Deteimental deception, there is no escape.

Stick in these silent systemic walls.

I am decaying.

Pick up, light up, put down.

Pick up, light up, put down.

I am decaying.

The outside is visible; its beauty is calling to me.

Nature arousing within me; it remains elusively beyond.

I am decaying.

Why have I chosen this for myself?

When will my waining body will itself out?

I am decaying.

Fuck all of this. Escape is eminent.

Determined, I decamp from damp dark days.

I am decaying,

But the earth will envelope me—

And I will _regrow again. _