deep in a hole I dream
snakes wriggling inside of me
in a dark boiler-room, dazed
I dream, I scream:

we are already there
on our long and arduous journey
crawling, weeping
towards our target

those feet

having burned away all my strength
my reason, my sight
my ability to feel
I exhale for one last time
and everything
darkness, the world, light and love
ceases to be