Blood work and hubris

 The beating pulse in my wrist bangs loudly
A thick overpowering loud internal crashing pump pump pump
these are personal seconds ticking away saying goodbye goodbye goodbye...
A life time of these jet squirts of blood filling up all the capilliaries
swamping my body of vein

feeding my heart oh, feeding my clumsy brain
keeping me regular and echoing through me a dancing flow
Clicking on and off screaming life.. life actually
Shouting at the world as blood rushes like traffic
Then in silence accpeting I am just going to be

The cocky hubris in me a chainsaw that never blunts
Blood supporting all that bluster through the best of em
I don't want to wait for some time bound disease
Somewhere inside me the sabotage chrysalis
Spare me the early decadence

If it is to acquire false humility
leave me to my arrogant circulation
if it is to acquire false acceptance
Then leave me to admire the few things
 God gave me that hold value to me