I review my life and simply
Meeting my rags and patches,
The days following among many flawed
And lurking meaningless body and mind
The fight presents itself to no avail
And the wild advertise themselves as branches
Broken where both openings shortcuts
Could now transform already full.
Death lurks in ambush
The time is announced more nefarious
In the infamous feeling of nothing in us
The drawback is meaningless
The cut and not doubt penetrating
Daring brighter; the rude executer.