Floating dead bodies
Large mass of decaying flesh
A river of death

Back in my own bed
Cat and dog hair everywhere
At last... At long last

Risky decision
A plane ride despite the storm
Last minute escape

Bags hastily packed
Darting in cold sheets of rain
Never looking back

In a den of wolves
Abandoned, ill and frantic
Ah, such easy prey...

Struggling in darkness
Entangled in one's own snares
Yearning for freedom

Susurrous chanting
Loops of beads strung together
Clutched by old ladies

Heal me, please, heal me
All my pain and suffering
Take them all away

Though truth is spoken
Obstinate minds will scorn it
For the sake of pride

The pull of the waves
Comforting yet baleful
As I lie afloat