Reunion & Death

The third long act comes to the end
mothers are crying in my closed eyes
vibrate the ropes of souls
covered in a red funeral pool
the curtain stained with blood
drops on our graves
mothers are crying
mothers are crying
in my closed eyes
mothers are dying
mothers are dying in my closed eyes
a triumph of roses on the velvet lines
the white form , so alert
buried under the dead
i sink the knife in the mothers heart
and the capes grow scarlet from violet
usher invites us to take place, mothers are crying
mothers are dying in my closed eyes
usher invites us to take a place that starts...representation
of collective death
after the murder
the heads are rolling down
on soft pillows
stacked with blood
petals of mother stand uncovered
...the hall is now so cold...