Maana
12-01-2017, 03:58 PM
Corpses hanged on the ceiling, flies flying their endless spiral around them.
At the table in the snack bar, you were smiling like thousands of suns erupting at the same time,
thickening air in the flashing hall, meat grinder's sound, whiteness too bright to see.
By the gate you came to me; blurry words fading in the snowstorm. The echo of the silence of your voice inside my body in nightmares,
I wake up again and again when you are screaming inside my head.
At the table in the snack bar, you were smiling like thousands of suns erupting at the same time,
thickening air in the flashing hall, meat grinder's sound, whiteness too bright to see.
By the gate you came to me; blurry words fading in the snowstorm. The echo of the silence of your voice inside my body in nightmares,
I wake up again and again when you are screaming inside my head.