the River of forgetfulness

“This nameless chassis in

                  in an unremembered alcove.

Like a penumbra this room has eaten me alive,

dismembered me.

It remembers my bones,

my aches,

my throe,

my wounds.

Sempiternal.

Undying a death that has crawled in formations

of demons since eons.

The day I die —

         relentlessly the thunder will roar

 with vertebrae of titanium.

This earth will lambaste, obliterate in its heat.

I have died many horrendous deaths;

Needless to say, the final one will damage..."

~ Cunning H.M

Photography: Maria Petrova