riding the waves of water beams
feeling the spays of water streams
filled in with troubles, trouble like
veins filled with water bubbles
death wanted where loves needed
worlds suffering and hemorrhaging
pause the bleeding stop the screaming
don't want to hear, see, touch feel
the smell of flesh burring on the bone
define time on a doted line between
in midlevel times before high signs
like a hypochondriac trying to explain
where it hurts as if one can see pain
like straining to see the moons wane
from a planes view two ain't the same
teardrops captured in a mood ring
nothing to see here it's just flames