Rising from the torpor of stale water   Reminiscent fragments of memories   Pierce my consciousness as shards of glass   Slowly forced through living meat   Reflecting images taught forever erased   How wrong was I now I discover   Feeble inside tenuous restrains of taught   Laid by confessions amid deep introspection   Solitary monologues of a madman's temptation   Scourging dreams of stealing chastened blood   From the vestibule of innocence   To satiate the thirsty vaults of my sick mind   Once more I watch these hands these fingers   A tight noose wound round a shriveling throat   Striped of life extinguished like a flame   Violated Venus dressed in liquid   Enveloped in death silhouetted in the darkling shimmer   Staring open mouthed back at me   In serene surreal ambiguity   Black eyes mirroring the haze on my blank face   Vacant within sinking the tips of my fingers into her   Eyes losing luster like worthless stones adorning   The disembodied remains beneath the surface tension   Specter of a denied past still looming in my head   But no more at rest now residing within my hands   At last released free afloat and she slowly sinks   Abandoning me as fluids invade her chest   Guilt does not impair primordial needs   This deed only inflames my hunger   Yearning more throats to smother