Long night will start the pincer movement;
pyrexia is rising...

A catheter leaks,
quality of hearing suffers...

What it was? Unthinkable:
he had become inaudible...

The space was widening. Opacity was
Being. Antimatter in. You were scared...

Slicing thoughts, destiny
timeness of present, trying to watch...

Entrailes were sucked by grief
and pleasure bruised...

It was otherness which bothered me:
nothing happened otherwise...

Sometimes death lives for eternity,
a captive of silence...

As if my inner sound was demanding
take me for...

In despair,
beyond-pain, I will watch my dreams...

Treading on burning cinders
it was a saga of fear versus unknown...

Savage absence of you,
I miss your assaults...