Forced

Dogs breed,

And the aching

Of yet more life

Still spins on;

Seems more warm bodies

Will always arise.

Any species, any time,

Is just another floodgate

That can’t be stopped.

We are all pushed on.

The right to forfeit

Has been rejected by man’s law.

But we can still slip by

With methods

Both unconventional

Or inducing blood drained fright.

I let few know

I may scare.

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I let fewer know

This need to lose

All of my voice;

Yes, this voice.

Without weight

I can saunter on.

Though as things get heavy

I drag;

Both body, limb and mind.

Scars are just remnants,

Otherwise and further more

I move by

What is just not seen.

Really, I breathe at life

Like a bellow to a flame.

Too driven by dumb

To stop,

Fold,

And just lower

These trembling hands.