I wake up in the ward again
With film over my feet
And wires in my hair
And God's eyes on the ceiling
They call them cameras
But they lie like dogs in
Places like these
And I am sleepy
So I let them

I wake up with a hornet
In my my elbow, a brick
As my tongue
And a name on
My lips
That sounds like
My own
If I scream it long
Enough

I wake up in restraints again
And it's the same again
Except
I don't question it
Why I'm here and what I've done
Because
God winks at me, reminding me
That I don't want to know
No, I don't want to know that
I have finally made it
Home