Purgatory

…It breathes beneath me, yes, I feel its guts squelching like wet bread… I don’t want to sit here, but I must, because the bony hands hold me, squeeze me, won’t let go… they’re all laughing, or maybe screaming, or gurgling? I don’t know, but their eyes are screws twisting into my brain… the colors shatter my eyelids, too loud, too alive, beating me from the inside… where are we going? Nowhere! we trample the air, and the beast beneath us devours our shadows… I don’t want this, but I keep going, because who am I without it? I am part of the flesh, part of the wheel, part of the scream… and no one will leave, no one will ever leave, because this is purgatory, mine, yours, ours, one for all, and all for one, forever, forever, forever…