Silt Pillow, thunderous sheet. River depths abdicate a dream, so sweet. A pitiless cretin tastes the sweat dream echoes disparage skull walls soured honey in a mouth agape a Sisyphus drunk and borne of bile what draws such madness forth? the frigid rest of a placid thirst deepest sleep,bracken grows umbiferous, languid shade. human violence turns the gears voices cry, no words form.