Sea faring
my heart will never
revive itself of repairative muscle,
after the past few fears,
it feels wear,
it's feeling tear,
more of scar tissue now,

choose your parents wisely
given ethereal memory,
in the spiritual highway,
a beer a day,
makes the ghosts dissipate,
fading,
darling,
I feel my skin pealing,
my organs reminiscing,

Let my work
scream of its insecurities,
recharging all who experience it,
though is it I,
or my music's effervessing
through the electricities
atom dripping,
alternate scheming,
on, off, explicitly,

positive breathing ventilation
impacts
poorly collapsing lungs,
gas exchanges, between such membranes,
gradients...