running down
the nascent flesh
of infantile
dysfunction
lies a tangle of
inherited scars
passed down over
generations
that never found
fulfillment
in the trials
of a lifetime
built out of
emotional entanglements.
before the first
uncertain steps
the chemical imbalances
given naturally
through unnurturing
connections
that do not
transcend
the ignobility
in puckered skin
carved by knives
mentally constructed
breath constricted
by loving hands
grown callused
by the callous
whims of accidental
lives lived loveleesly.
for too long
this roadmap
of destinations
never yet explored
determined
the heading
of my sinking ship
the deadened spaces
between pink skin
coat hangers
and improper touching
the weightlessness
of electrical
impulses repressed
agressive regression
reigniting
regenerational sins.
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