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.