Buried

There I stood buried in the sand

As it rose in front of my eyes

As it rose in front of my mind

Those 20 eyes staring into the onsome

I'm buried

I'm choking

And upon his loins, thirsty beasts

Bearing the burden of pain

In those faces

Through his hands enchanted for my please,

As I creep beneath the graven soil

Will I even understand?

What it ever meant?