Legacy

As I just realized that it ends with me, now that the reproductive cycle is extinguishing in a blunt way, I am mutating out the old skin. No more yearning for a compatible accomplice, family was never a realistic path, as I acknowledge the acrobatics in life only can support my own dead weight. Vibrations, twists and turns, holding someone else's luggage is too much as I can fracture slowly due to the extra load.  I can only balance myself day by day : insomniac, hormonal and in open flesh sensitiveness. No more drama, no more day dreaming or foolish hoping. Raw is the metamorphosis that is liberating the cynic that I need to be. Young adult is now so my muse.