A corpse lands in a dry river Dull impact on the bank Bloated and wet Ruptured with fragmented bone It putrefies in the sun Burning skin and bleaching bone Is this all that there is? Has it always been empty? Looking over his body as the water returns In the end just a bit of flesh and bone How does a lateral being intercept a longitudinal force? The culmination of a life, a vessel of unending strife Fractals in the blank Geometric void Chemicals stop reacting Neurons cease to fire Jubilant path of denial A vexing cacophony in a chorus of ruin Towers stretch higher in the dark Yawning over endless fields of stars