My head is inside out and I've never felt better.
Blurred vision, limp limbs.
Eyelids so heavy,
The world is looking through a jail cell window.
No starlight, but electric light will work.
Chest out, chest in.
"They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast."
If only the jerking of my heart
Would leave me alone.

May 10, 2005.