What say you?
Creature with a beating heart...
And, lest we oft forget...even knowing you...tender soul...
Wallowing so long in desperate suspension...re-inflicting pain...over and again?
In that place and in that space...are you most familiar...and by habit...feel at home...
Come back...fragile, bleeding soul...
It’s time...
The poison has emptied your veins...
...and your heart, it still beats...
Emerge from the cesspool from whence you bathed...
Fertile now from the rubbish that feeds your flame...
A most perfect bloom...to the purposeful gaze of a sunlit sky.