A low primal growl Reverberates through My frame As nerves Break through the skin Plunge The ether The limits of excess Nothing to savour anymore my body is drained We are left alone pulsating round an infection Everything has a point of no return Surrender unsleeping to the unfolding light It seems to carry us through until the end Disintegrate disconnected scenes gradually form one seething mass Oceans of extremes of joy and pain and crashing waves Nothing to more to savour We are left pulsating Surender to the light Disintegrate through the ether The nausea is digging in The tide leaves but the scum The filth of the earth It is time to soak up The aric wasteland Of the psyche through the fibres