Create

(the bar is loud despite the rain, you only have a minute and you squeeze as much as you can out of it, you eke out a trickle of words like drops of blood, crawling toward the finish line and it is constantly moved further away. We are at the end of this year now, do me a favor and crumple in up, throw it in the fire at first chance. Forget who you were and what you did to yourself, you won't want to remember it in your old age. Take with you only rage, only the stubborn grit that does not let you run away anymore, it is too hard earned to leave behind, it cost you too much to let go. The bar is loud despite the rain, you are here despite the darkness, a new year arrives on the horizon and god damn if I won't step into it and leave
these ashes
behind.)