Tumbling through the liquid space
Their teeth surround me
Red mist engulfs my face
I think they have found me
Lost in a cloud of doubt
The cage they want to escape
My core pulsates
Every pulse bursting red
I am a beacon
The rose scatters
They approach me
Existence flutters
They encage me
Tumbling through the red liquid space
These walls that surround me
They are made of flesh
Dentine blades rend me
My life ruptures
To what purpose these jaws serve
Other than to put out another beacon?
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 10:10 AM UTC
Tumbling through the liquid space
Their teeth surround me
Red mist engulfs my face
I think they have found me
Lost in a cloud of doubt
The cage they want to escape
My core pulsates
Every pulse bursting red
I am a beacon
The rose scatters
They approach me
Existence flutters
They encage me
Tumbling through the red liquid space
These walls that surround me
They are made of flesh
Dentine blades rend me
My life ruptures
To what purpose these jaws serve
Other than to put out another beacon?
