Welcome to Your Life-Mare

A Halloween reminder to make every moment count - you're on the clock. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "welcome…" "to your life-mare…" first breath is last breath. time tears, garrote stare… from the cinder to the ash, clock bleeds down every seed cracks open just to rot in the core heartbeat counts backward, ticking underground every cry at arrival is the death at the door you’re born in reverse, decay on repeat the womb is the grave, the circle’s complete welcome to your life-mare; every second closer to the end you wear welcome to your life-mare; every breath you take is a ligature, beware skin cells shedding while the lungs inhale veins flow forward but the line pulls back youth is a mask for the rot that prevails light in the cradle casts a funeral black conceived in collapse, entropy sings the crown of creation is a crown of endings welcome to your life-mare; every second closer to the end you wear welcome to your life-mare; every breath you take is a ligature- tick tick tick ~ ~ every kick, every cry tick tick tick ~ ~ every laugh is goodbye tick tick tick ~ ~ every dawn’s just a fade tick tick tick ~ ~ you were born to decay welcome to your life-mare; in the mirror is the rot you bear welcome to your life-mare; from first to last it’s a thin despair "welcome…" "to your life-mare…" nerve snaps, death stares… you were dying… the moment… you were there.