i feel my blood move under seismic plates
i hear the thunder in my bone-frame house
i feel an earthquake coming on!
i see the red flood in my channels
i taste the lightning in my skull-cave
i foresee the Armageddon!
the winds are eating at my flesh-coat
the light is cowering from my eyes
i can see the end of days!
(c) christine DINGLEY 2011