As an angel I shall rise. Dead from the waist down. Dying from the waist up. I wear around my head a halo. Maybe a hello instead. Kindness and sensitivity. Lacking understanding. Sympathy is nearly dead. An empty vessel with a crack. Breaking fast. A heart attack. Underfoot a field of verdant green. Brighter than you've ever seen. Reversing into psyche. Sideways. For today is the greyest. The man said, it's always darker before the dawn. See how I feel in the morning. Probably worse than I will do in the afternoon. Maybe you never ever knew me. You always said you thought you did. You didn't. You never could. As I don't even know myself