|The drumming on your shell is dull,
Vibrations coil into every crack
Weakening the foundation.
Slowly. Tenderly. Lovingly.
Drop by drop the drumming expands the fortitude,
It permeates your cavern until it has monopolized the self.
Slowly, tenderly, lovingly.
The cavern floods,
Filled with endless drops of haunting questions.
They stream into the cavern,
Cover it condemn it consume it
Strike the shell, pull it apart.
Leave nothing for yourself.
Expose everything to the questions.
Find, that you have no answers.
You have been penetrated in your isolation
Suffocating silence fills the self
You are endless.
Slowy. Tenderly. Lovingly.
Last edited on Fri May 9th, 2014 10:02 pm by christinak951