.period.

i have no pieces. Left here
is a remembrance of.  Hot stone
cooking me in my grave.  Like meat
for some.  Nameless Beast of
some impotent king.  Honored like
gold plated shit that never.  Stinks
with rot, these obligations that.  I pretend
and pretend are of.  My Will
be damned to a.  Husk of the
former self decaying.  
Make me a super stout evolved
animus superiority perfected for.  Factory and
retail nightmares of.  Career.
Dream.
This is not.  Me.
Giving up.