Flow, or: Killin’ it

I’m lettin' go, goin' public;
here I go, goin' for it:
I’m goin' grey, have gone bald, 
(not yet blind or deaf);
I've long gone out of fashion;
am goin' downhill;
but I won’t go out softly;
phat flow's 
goin'... 
in... 
for the kill! 🎯

The above poem is my take on d’Verse’s Quadrille challenge #122.

The quadrille is simply a poem of 44 words (excluding the title), and it can take any form. This week’s challenge was to use the word “go” in a quadrille.

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