Wounds rubble rains. Without any rules total fury digs and finds a den of filth under pale moonlight sings flaying air and sand. The earth shakes induces vomiting and nausea in the interlayer has a so-called prick.Thick slashes at you i call the night defaced between disasters and love.
Cavern gets broken ribs in force to support (what can not be supported) – raining roots from the sky
Desert begging home
in the mind a train in full
on a crumbling track.
Anger pain go among piles of burning emotions.
… The exasperated waiting for nothing…