“With time I became your grim reaper.
Days passed, like toxic waste, but I always wanted more.
When I opened my eyes it was all gone.
I still feel your thunder and the white sap leaking from your heart.
Heartbeats shining like spring.
Killing every broken second.
The sun finally faded like an abandoned memory.
Haunting me with its dark light.
Dry shadows, caught in the silver linings.
Begging me to spread open.
Until I started a fire inside your closed coffin.
Burning with the speed of the sweetest panic.
An unforgettable cloud of steel.
Growing wilder while drifting into the distance.
I am still wide open, like an inviting left over.
Dressed in a scream.”
MM – 15