rriFrom a simple bloodstain to a massive bloodshed
From chatting butterflies to roaring eagles
From a sprouting bud to wildest of forests
From smokey outburts to a nebula blast
Within the hardworking organ
A shouting silence
Once whispered by madness
It started to burn the residue
Of unspoken libretto
It boiled the red fluid which ran through and tinted
the violet dead channels
as it embraces the slender grasping bones
cuddling the thin cylindrical wood
from the black tip of its opening apex...
Out it goes. Out!