I had enough of blood and shat it out
the capstan of my lungs kept turning
hauling at ropes of oxygen to moor
me to this harbour but I was gone
lured by laser light show towards
a crowded stage there was a whine
of feedback as I stumbled stoned
into a vortex that whirled with all
the mindless grinding of a waste
disposal shredding vegetable matter
I had enough of death which spat me out
