Bright, clear, vivid color: (the ropy rivers of blood
had a purplish tinge, and iridescent blow-flies, in an
orgy of feasting, sparkled like many-faceted jewels).

Stereophonic sound from every side: (the screams, the shrieks,the moans and groans, the gurgles and burbles
faithfully reproduced in a symphony of death).
Mankind devoured by its own marvelous mechanisms turned cannibal.

Waking, return to morning, is rebirth from jaws of gigantic staplers,
and as I descend from my human hive,
snugly clutched in oily-warm embrace of gently purring elevator,
back in my room:
the window shade snickers, the doorknob chuckles,
and the clock laughs so hard it falls off of the shelf.