Testo di Turgid Waters

A serpent drifts through water, it’s true form skewed by silt Spewed forth in bursts of murky current Hard dark scales An ancient leveler of egos, a tempest undisturbed Cast aside in the wake of shadows This writhing figure embodies, fangs sharpened on the bones Of the less aware I, intrinsically, am here only for my most basic need And so easily am finding myself Fade away, dog shit Straight line – sick of it Try to rest, lay to waste Unrestrained, break the gray How do you fight for this Dusk ends – gone Are the days free to spend Find a time; find a away