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