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