I'm dead.
Like a meat rotting on the ground

cracked my head
into death
day by day
in the living hell.

Four corners of the room
where I'm buried, dragged and blistered.
This work,
       holding my breath
              below the belt.

Demonic laughs
passing by on a time lapse
****** teardrops
are hiding beyond my sight

I'm alone
disconnected from the world