Unrefrained

Her, lain slain.

Her, with silver pouring from her veins.

Diced.

Sliced.

Constrained.

Her, somehow picturesque restless,

though, this infinite sleep she does not feign.

Lungs, breathless.

Water, surrounding.

Porcelain, stained.

Eyes, vacant yet arcane.

Sound, unresounding.

Heart, not responding.

Skin, wet just like the rain.