We wept our faces away,
took off clothes
screaming farrewells
in shining ravines of sleep.
The sky filled with eyes
and white beastes trembled
on the horizon bleeding
memories, echoes
of mothers and rain
A worm crawled inside my vision.
chewing colors.
You removed your head
and I, glistening with decay,
stared into your new mouth.
A snake-pit writhed
in the shadows of your breath.
I knew I was home
and I wept
until the moon rose
clinging to your body
like a robe og silver birds.