lake filled with fire,

blood on my hands,

past the point of punishment,

we ventured onward,

upwards and out,

wisdom washing over us,

oiled geek gods,

polished knobs,

yellow sticky goo,

yet a waiting,

as the sea raised with us,

over and over,

around and around,

everything went under,

then it drain out,

like water going down,

sucking the life,

for two days,

and in flight,

then nothing,

but night…