Severed, isolated, trapped

  Fed lies to overflow

  Bloated, choking

  No choice left

  Purge or die

  Nowhere to put it

  Fetid remnants crust over

  There's still more, more, more

  No thoughts and no actions

  Just silent, desperate ejection

  Never quite empty

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  Never quite full

  The cage door is open

  The cuffs are gone

  The bloat remains

  Stumbling down the street

  No home, no goal

  Still struggling to purge the poison

  Disinfect, sanitize, consecrate

  The supply never runs out

  They can't have fed you this much

  You've been out almost as long as you were in

  Where is it coming from

  It should be out

  It should be gone

  Never finished

  Never finished

  Never finished

  Almost there

  But never finished

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