IN THE BELLY OF THE BEAST - TOSKOVAT

IN THE BELLY OF THE BEAST - TOSKOVAT

Today, I remembered that the only way out is to go through there.     I read the thirst for water from the salty mountain. I found within me the tears that the world could not contain. A bottle balancing a boat that sailed years ago.     I believe I remember my name now. I shout it at 52 hertz but no one hears me. My ceiling is rotten ice, the plank I had to walk on - they are now carrying it to me. It will be my blanket.     I try to fall asleep and wonder if androids dream of electric sheep.