Anna

Scatters from a bigger hole 
Looking, knowing 
Never the less 
On the other side of a big river 
Monster hidden behind a tree 
Anna knew...
Anna doesn't see never the less 
So nice hands 
Come to me 
Me touch you 
No no what 
So nice hands 
With me 
I am it 
Cuts through the water 
Shaken out of rising standing 
Sense, touch 
Not for the first time 
No no what 
Tie 
So nice hands 
Not touch that 
The neck 
Anna, I am it 
Move, move, move 
No not longer what 
On the other side o a big river 
Lies her own body 
Anna, sinking 
Anna is not here, sinking deeper