Scatters from a bigger hole

Looking, knowing

Never the less

On the other side of a big river

Monster hidden behind a tree

Anna knew...

Anna doesn't see never the less

So nice hands

Come to me

Me touch you

No no what

So nice hands

With me

I am it

Cuts through the water

Shaken out of rising standing

Sense, touch

Not for the first time

No no what


So nice hands

Not touch that

The neck

Anna, I am it

Move, move, move

No not longer what

On the other side o a big river

Lies her own body

Anna, sinking

Anna is not here, sinking deeper