Your bloodied body is what I cling to. Inpowerful rain, they laid their heads todie. Let your dark, thirsty eyes drink deep thesights of me. It’s sad that, in our blindness, wegather thorns for flowers. Your river holds afeast of danger. The suffering you have had tobear. I’d die for that moment one more time.The loved one falls below your ideals.Pleasure too safely enjoyed lacks zest. Thebrave lick their sickening lips. Rigid, handsomeand a poet. A king in his passionate castle.Where now? Feed me! Hold me! Save me! Saveyourself! Where now? Which way? Dear god,show me. Take your own. Struggle free! Arise!You’re Ruined! Stand down! Your kin, piledthick around you. Save yourself!