welcome.

home.

where was home?
streaming water
down beside
consciousness
laying unending
kissed by
cutting.

days went by
time cannot be
of what matters.

i might be next
to your love lost
never
but with us
as friends
long unseen
how as life deprived
with this pact
lined with blood
semen
lint
toxic
and old skin shed..

welcome
only
tasting for one and all
down
low beyond
below..
here lying
trapped
with vanes flapping
and breaths scented of rust.

there is no exit,
heads forth
devouring
in cold
never to withold.
i see
and i am forgiven..