Monitor's Premonition

MONITOR'S PREMONITION Your heart is the size Of your fist Is it a hearsay? A tell tale A belief- He is booked Tentacles arrested him With vacuum locks. Lying pale in blue open coat Chest, right and left Ankles, wrists and abdomen. Lines on screen dances With eerie steps Primitive dance of aborigines. Is he sleeping A dreamless sleep, Lustreless, but final Dripping capsules locked. Succession of births Immanent sense of sin Of births previous Last step to transmigration A drop of blood Libation and flood. Graphic lines weary Ending up Straight line to infinity. A muffled cough Chocked Bladders pumping, shocks A tornado, frightened silence Hush-hush- Tentacles withdrawn, Mummified in sleeping bag Alarms, sirens Traveller to Zion A long ride, the last. With icy hands laid On prey LCD is switched off.