Work Text:
The folds inside crease and distort;
Plunged beyond the ocean, disintegrate.
Stagnant for years
As time devours.
I see from the precipice
Every speculation and every path.
The future, now, the past,
This excruciating existence.
I feel everything to feel nothing.
Quiet detritioning bones.
Allowing myself more indulgence
To deteriorate my library.
Serenity hidden from the Sun herself
Finds itself desecrated.
Culminated piles of bones whispering death,
I empty myself.
Hallowed Goddess will you not free me?
Will you not pity me?
You are not the only one to infiltrate my mind.
Smooth steel ripples sink into my heart.