Mutant

This became my comfort zone

my own corner of the wild world,

the tangible space

where I could transcend

or evolve into many of my other shapes.

I rather turn myself into an asshole

to rise above from what I once left.

There is no such a thing as running away

I simply stay a motion ahead.

I might never run out of time

since I can dilute it

and rip off the minutes' legs;

just a mundane reference

of my current life form.

So I have no reason

to ever abandon this place.

All my wanderlusts

here are at safe.

I just ought to remember

the drifter I was once

(maybe twice as a matter of fact)

as many times I need

since it is the same life

I am condemned

to come back

over and over again.

Infinite loops of myself

won't ever be enough

to tie me here forever.

I am mutant

who's been born by the moon,

I am a child of the night

looking to die soon.