Poetry Blogs (regeneration)

There is something wonderful in destroying yourself.

In erasing a past which intrudes on every fibre of being,

to flush it

crush it

delight in its demise.

To see it gone.

Then,

from the embers of delight

squeeze a new you,

squeeze it out between the sludgy thighs of your once

crippled mind,

so infertile with pride 

so chained by the thing you created w...

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