Rolling time into my body
Stop go stop go,
Dissolve and emerge,
Pushing, breaking, consuming,
The blood is boiling off,
The soul, evaporating,
Only the beating heart,
Of the beast keeps time,
To separate the mind
From body, from soul,
The sounds of this silence,
In the rushing rivers,
And the creaking bones,
And the breaking thoughts,
The unliving mockery,
That serves the violent
Echo of brutality,
Tumbling down deeper,
Underground to wait
For her dissolution –
In the abyss of blood,
So they can taste her.