I can hear it, feel it even!
Calling out to me, making me believe in it!
Peripheral, distant and slow.
Surfing around and about me, waiting.
Loud like cracking whips painful!
Dry, subtle, draininging my energy!
Panting heavily, chest pounding!
I run away... From nothing!
Encroached, ready and
Raged, armed with stone betwixed her breast.
My hair raised with fear.
I thrash wildy, bleeding and bashing!
I'm crying, screaming, taunting it!
Kicking, stomping and crushing my hands!
I'm watching it move closer and closer!
I break the stone in the head of my mother
Holding me as i'm screaming,
"let me go bitch. I hate it, it talks to me!"
"Die mother f*****, die!"
"Don't ever come around here again!"
Its twitching, dying, broken and dismembered.
My hands are battered.
Face spattered with blood.
Tired and wasted I fall to sleep.
Even in death, i see them both
Making love under the red sun.
I can hear them, fell them even!