My Pulse is Impulsive

dodge left
thrown right.

We feel it
we feel it always
we feel it, but we dont know what it is
and it makes us do things

things best left unjudged
things like get jobs
things like, go to school
things like take abuse
things like beg for things
that you have to claim,

things like fight
for things you should run from,

things like sleep on a pile of rocks
under a train overpass.

Or pay rent.
Or mortgages.
Or taxes.
Or alimony.
Or child support.
Or court costs.
Or bail bondsman.
Or the whatever.

It makes you do things
like buy shit.
Cars, clothes, blow, gold.

It makes you
do things

things like long to survive
in those last few minutes
of agony

things like suicide
in a warm bed

there is a terror
in the gut of every man
stabbed into his heart at birth.

When the first connection is severed

there is a loneliness
that leads to hope
that leads to nothingness.

It makes you do things

like

fuck


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