garbage

unmoved

there is no option but garbage all without exception

I have no space

as the garbage make appearance

they have to disappear

no analysis no understanding no evaluation no retention

no further grief no further elation no further shame no further fear no further public attention

garbage is garbage

me too is garbage same as my excretion

I have no option

all must be rid off now

I have to escape

my legacy knowledge experience honor life body neuron hair ash urn tomb book work world family ancestor past

all is smelling throttling suffocating

every moment is cadaver every word is rot every memory is putrid

i must be empty

no presence

no memory

no word

not a speck

not even a god's particle

not even this