No 
your going your going no
your flowing out to sea no

borders and burdens, 
fucking hell

mine bursts into flames 
repeatedly. 

Ideas 
that sue vous
and rue 

a-tops
the nothing hand 
the nothing hair 

yet the sun 
is converted everywhere.

Time itself undead ? 
bleeding through the red.

Sacred end -
swarms the windows.

War - 
full of mouth
blind with hate 

liquidates 
into a killers faith.

The sea - 
soiled 
flashes radiant.  

Sacred fall -
jumped up!
tumbles into gall.

Snaps, 
active fault 
snaps!

Catches 
on a rake-vein

stake holes 
insolent and subterrain -
going to the wall!

Nucking futs.
Takes it all.