The river death wondered along stream
Swooming
Extinct gentle frilled sharks hovered above
In vacuous space
Smiling placidly
Monsters scratch
At wooden walls
Threaten the spirit
Eat meat
Vomit bloood
Conspire umongst themselves, at themselves
Shelves fall from off the walls
And clutter spreads
Into the ash
Kicking it up into the air
Into lungs
Pacifying
Curtains drop over sky
Lamps break
A piss call alerts
Urine runs down the leg, out onto the street
Murmurs from some place
The straining sound of plumbing pipes hiss
The road smells of poppers and sewage
Its like back home
Minus the lobotomised appearing distressed colorless surroundings
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