You have changed eyes.
Innocent like a child.
Speak not for yourself.
Are you scared?
02. WAKING UP
A thousand instruments will hum in my ears.
Their voices had waked me after long sleep,
Will make me sleep again.
I pray to thee. I must obey.
03. FIRST HEARTBEAT
I am worse than devils.
Being most unfit to live. I have made you mad.
Like this man who stood beside me.
Take my hands.
I swear this is the truth.
You fools, I and my fellows are ministers of fate.
See what you have, and kiss the wild waves into silence.
My spirits are nimble.
The air breathes upon us here most sweetly.
As if it had lungs, and rotten ones.
06. FIRST BREATH
It is foul weather in us all.
Oozing from your mouth.
Poisoning everything outside your skin.
One word more.
07. ANGELIC FORM
Be not afraid; the air is full of noises.
Sounds, and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Oh, the heavens!
You rub the sore, when you should bring the plaster.
Beat him enough. After a little time,
I’ll beat him too.
Knock a nail into his head!
09. TIRED TRANCE
It is a strange calm, to be asleep
with eyes wide open, standing, speaking, moving,
And yet so fast asleep.
10. LAST ENERGIES
A tired trance in such a prison.
Standing beside myself.
Banished from your eyes,
she won’t be around to remind you of your loss.
11. THE END NOW
a perfect corpse
blood and guts spilling beautifully on the floor
Ready to drop upon me, that when I waked.
I cried to dream again.