Lying on top of the world,
The sea bows down to my feet,
The sun kisses my face passionately,
I close my eyes and wish for a cloud to give me cover,
A shadow covers my face,
The vulture of time sits on my chest,
Eating my face slowly,
Feasting on my flesh and eyes,
I can't move,
Or scream,
I am lying there still,
Offering myself,
As a futile offering to the gods
