Cos you went into the water, you got into the water

I SIT SO REMOVED FROM MY BEHAVIOR

MY POOR IMPULSE CONTROL

MY POOR IMPULSE CONTROL

MY POOR IMPULSE CONTROL

I HAVE PAINTED PICTURE DARK; TWISTED 

THE ISLAND/CLOUD/SUPERPOSITION 

FUCKING TWISTED

BECAUSE I HAVE SAT HERE SO FAR REMOVED

clicking back into a sense of SHAME

preceded by ego-tripping shamelessness

and 

I am loving every moment of this self sabotage

this emotional torture of ME

sitting in HINDSIGHT

sighing breathlessly.

Bursting into flames

organic matters into charcoal

into a thing so old and deathly soon

to again be a virgin

Soon to reform

entitied bodies; soul's-a-glow.