Awareness without form, I'm moving
Gigantic mouths ahead
I'm headed there, the fangs are bared
I'm floating, slowly drifting
Disembodied jaws
The teeth white gleaming scimitars, curved inward
I'm flying
And overhead, the gargoyle frogs stare silently
their rubber faces smiling
Their dull, glass eyes
can pierce the smoke like floodlight beams
To catch me where I'm hiding
And I'm floating
Beyond the jaws I find
A string of mouths, they wait in line
The gauntlet - am I being eaten?
The last mouth has hooked teeth where the tongue should be - I'm going in.