i’m taking initiative your lease has ended please pack up all you are and leave my soul you’ve overstayed your welcome i know because all you’re doing in there is ripping it all apart and tearing down the security equipment i’ve payed so much to install you’re wrecking it all you’ve torn down every artwork and replaced them with holes in the walls you’ve kicked around my furniture and stepped on my books and books and books of words that’ll just remain words in books you’ve stepped on and that’s the only way they’ll ever reach you you’ve painted the yellow walls black and it isn’t warm anyway so just go away there’s no point in you being here give me the spare key... actually no throw it in the lake of all the tears i held back yeah . i’ll do the same with mine in fact we can do it together sweep up all the dust from the wreckage you’ve created take it with you i’ll stay behind to patch up the walls it won’t look brand new but i’m sure the new tenant will fix it up nicely and make it feel like home until further notice until then
what ? no you cannot stay not anymore not again please please just go you’ve made a mess and it’s expensive to fix and it’s a lengthy process so please just leave leave the mess , then i’ll take care of it you’re almost out thank you . good luck . as i turn around , i see a mountain of tearstained images of smiling faces and poetry that’ll never be released and a naked body a bruised, bleeding body she was encouraged to expose herself to undress herself of her armour only to get beaten for it but it’s nothing new “throw it with the rest. time to clean up and build up again, folks !”
