his fatal fall down into

the World which. stopped,

yet still a l i v e

anxiously

waiting for

normality to Rebirth.

Like the children of the World with

their last laughing mothers

seen.

 

To say,

the

  m

       e

l

    t

   i

     n

       g

        man

 

wrapped in a coat of his trickling

metallic red plasma

carefully, not missing one spot.

His bliss,

forcefully sucked

under

      the living greenery

 of the Underworld.

 

His howwwling whisper,

only recognized by

his frozen. black heart.

A pure heart

with thornsofredrose,

piercing painfully

with each

breath. breathed.

 

His beautiful tragic memories

uncontrollably

dis a p p e a r i n g …