the pain of amputated memory returns;
you find yourself next to the rusted cage with piece of molded cheese in.
a sadomasochistic dream that glamorously devours your reality within.
the memories the hail of fire
and swarms of lethal wasps of led,
the semi-naked prophet, that having seizure on the sand.
a chaos of his words.
a vortex of debris that rips the flesh apart,
and blood that streams.
the snake of pain that sleeps within,
is finally awake.
the hungry sand, – absorbing blood,
absorbing visions, memories.
the smell of cheese evoking appetite,
it envelopes your mind
it calls you in.
the gate is open.
will you crawl inside?