Somewhere in a trance there is this waterfall of sound,
Enticing every color from the Ribcage to the ground.
I seek a new divinity, untethered by my chains,
A drowning watercolor of my home I sought to save.
We cannot quell the flow of thorns, the
Riverbeast of thunder scorned.
Please kill this cavern-ache inside,
And kill the sonder-life