The journey

The world is big and empty
With tentacles and a mouth
The world is in my body
I'll tear the world out
The mouth yawns open
The mouth never sleeps
The mouth never closes
So I pull out its teeth

I am lost inside the mouth
I am lost

The world is big and barren
Mostly dying, mostly withered away
Yet with enough machines, it operates
Beeps and buzzes, archs its treads
Spreads its legs for me, tilts back its head
The thing twists its coils, grinds at the guts
Tightens up around me, forces my heart shut

I am crushed between the teeth
Crushed between the teeth

I will be remembered
You will be forgotten
I will be revered
You will be misplaced
I will crush the world's head
You will drink its urine
I will be honored
You will be disgraced