hail

hail, walls of rain washes out the innocence, the magnificent flood carves the letters down the flesh, hierarchy slips into the felt strings - alterating it all, facing the preys as if they were real threats - schism, paranoid illusions leading to an higher step of evolution, a lull in the storm, scattered clouds, at the break of the day, the allayer of fears, dissipates the marks, dries out the swamping lands, as water resorbs, ground can finally be seen, very first sensation of an embodied existence, fertility welcomes an higher comfort, an abode where experiences can melt.