The process of breaking apart
Let me extend you the pleasure of a glimpse
A picture of the maddened maggots crawling through my dreams, Eating away, a brain so flayed, and so terribly afraid
Of sunken thoughts, like krakens waiting for a ship to raid;
A parade of people held against the walls of the northern railroad station Carrying their chains towards the trains for camps of concentration,
A scenery of ashy gray fills the sky before the thunderstorm
Alert await the clouds the right conjecture, a crackling thunder to be born For blazing horns to shatter Heaven and free us from its fate
But until then, the world is tasked, a heart of man to break.
