Industrious Rhinoceros

Pain demands to be felt

So we both stood still

Taking in the pain of the roaring engine of time

The crushing life on the sidelines.

Just hold my hand and feel it feast

On our bones and doubts in this senseless era

Let you be digested, let the enzymes drip

It feels good to drown with you.

Swallowed quietly for many years

Dissolved, Melted, Disappeared

Became a thousand particles inside this beast

Floating in the air with the butterflies of Spring