Rep’s regret, if last regret, remains still.
Weak-minded pop pills
strong-bodied kill
strong-minded maintain free will.
Me, Im at a stand still.
Style; generic
intentions; real.
Face reinvention
puts me in contention for grace
forces me at pace to steal forbidden fruit…
Get a taste!
Injection of a waste of ink.
Ejection in a haste of drink.

On the brink of immature breakthru.
Feelin’ complete.
Afterall
what else could it make you?

Mike O’Toole