Lundi, 11 février 2008

Eyes on the bed, bloodshot red
In focus, where to land the next hand
Portray the futility of despair
Symbol of the carnage I left behind
They spread out
Welcoming the savage intertwined
Into the loom of decadence
A cry of superlative
Carnivorous vociferous supreme
Measures the indigenous self
The force of my emotions bursts
Into the island of where lay
The silence vibrant
And calmness intensified
I die, everyday.