I am only left with a thought of you,
But lust comes from the mind.
Mechanical bodies we do all have.
Thoughts triggering explosions.
Explosions triggering reactions.
Water streams, rivers and lakes.
Amputated body parts floating on liquid ponds,
Where the origin victims cannot be identified.
A battleground on a sodden valley of skins.
If you are lucky enough, you will lose control.
This time winning comes from surrender.
-Are you still there?
by Ismini Christakopoulou