the shed of electrofried

    i was in the dreaming held in a scream as the hammer beat my aching neck time and time again   i was old i was young i was in this dream...

     

  at every turn feeling bricked-up bricked-up broken down stuck in the ground lost not found   fleeting fear floating flotsam at every turn ...

     

    when all is still and the wood is silent i tie them to the boughs and branches bury them deep beneath the frozen ground drown them in de...

    i saw the light   then they burned my eyes out   until all I could see was bars