turning back

Maggots free from non-violence over my now silent consignment.   Eat me, let feasts be, my heart wont bleed and it won't beat, I be free from breathing just a bladder sack for your paddy wagon.  Knick-knacks for king crabs be my bones, guess I must have missed the throne, surpassed home and lived my hell.  Forgiveness evades me I re-live pain in my cell.  In my own sphere listening to my own drum, no longer volatile I just dig the beat.  Life goes by too fast to eat.  Trick me and scald me appreciation is the un given treat, hungry searching for the teat.  The milk behind my ears is spoiled an alerts a pack of jackals vivacious showing teeth.   Time waits for no man but  imjustagirlintheworld.  How distressing are these blessings? I keep a path tracks in my backpack.  Dispelling the toxins from my mind into the earth from whence they came.  Turning my perception off and expelling distillation of refiners grain no longer shame and anger.