Your politics become more berrating
As looking at you becomes more degrading.
Lying in expected compromise, I
Digress from the sullen outburst bulging out
From my guts, disturbing my digestion,
Nullifying my neurons, and lulling my
Lymphatics into a farcical state
Of security. This was a terrible
Idea; the end of my hiatus
Will charge me exanguinatingly, bleed dry
My fuel supply; oh, God, this was such a
Bad idea. Scatter brained and scar paved, the
End of my hiatus is the end of
Who comes back just to go away?