the silence covers your ears no light will ever reach its depths . it watches high above cold winds pass the black dunes a feather jerks in the storm. till it looses the fight whirls around. and drowns in black masses
life stops in slow motion. a suffering still-life caught in this potion. yet it struggles raped by men. still it watches
squirming and gleaming bubbles bursting. breathing out their stench every noise is suffocated. slowly very slowly creamy molasses sinking.
deepening the silence stopping life in slowmotion. movement ceases . never to come back still it watches. powerless to clench onto life its breathing ceases completely. and the feather slowly drifting by