and even when the skies fell down
and it started to rain on our frozen, pale faces,
we didn't move. dare you moving a muscle.
and even when the people came
we didn't care.
and even when the ants climbed our legs,
we didn't care.
we didn't even notice.
they looked through our eyes and could see
the landscape behind our cold bodies.
they washed our hands of the hot blood and
they cut our shoulders
to make us crying again.
and you didn't feel pain.
not even I.
how empty it is.