Feast of the Fallen By Rebecca Woods Hot tub bubbling in the Summer heat She is dizzy and fading away Not noticing her decay, She is sweating boiling meat Heartbeat Heartbeat, She is sheep meat, Bleating Bleating In the boiling water. Heartbeat Heartbeat Tender cooking meat. God will most likely Eat his fallen daughter. Water swirling Water seething She is groggy and nodding away, Unaware she's gone astray And no longer breathing. Heartbeat Heartbeat, She is sheep meat Bleating Bleating In the boiling water. Heartbeat Heartbeat She no longer feels her feet: Sleeping, Slipping underneath As the broth grows hotter. © 2000, Rebecca Woods