Symphony on the border
of life at the presence
of the Present One

Broken, after a few hours
on the hard pew
The smell of vomit

a woman carried away
a purgatory and the madness
of the devil before her eyes

He's dancing stomping wildly
like a bear around her
Touch me, destroy me

all my memories
of him, wipe me out
the endless hell of his love

for someone else