The Death of Me

sensual embrace of my lover the enemy as i slip out and into death

i can breath again now


the room spinning - dizzy

betrayed by a friend to the enemy

the enemy that was once my friend, the friend that is now my enemy

hit by so many blasts that life ebbed away - didn't even feel the final shot

everyone else dead - we two the last, the enemy the sole survivor also

i'm weak - must hide in the corner to avoid the final few shots that will put me over into the other realm

little by little the scattered shots ebb my life away

hiding down so far i can no longer watch the world around me

the enemy sweeps closer and closer - no longer on a level above

i sense him near

i see his boots

he takes me up and laughs

i lay with the back of my neck against the inside of his crooked elbow

he drags me into an ocean or a feild of flowers- no difference

i feel one hand against my head - sideways, holding me up

i am twisted around his body - he yells for all to see him - the mighty warrior

i cannot breath - i have not been able to breath

i am numb, dizzy, fading, no longer able to hold myself up

i do not feel the final shot

i slide down in a spiral around his body

my head goes below the surface

fleeting moment of panic as i pass below the surface - instinct tells me i'll drown - brain tells me i'm dying already

i can breath

i breath in the water/flowers

so sweet, so soothing, fleeting death and i know i'll be able to breath now

breath in what comes next

the flesh is gone, no longer a constrictor

i can breath