I watch the waves-
rolling by-
above my head.

"Does it hurt?"
Not at all.
I'm hardly dead.

My eyes focus
in on one
fish above me.

Mouth open wide,
when will you
see what I see?

The fact of the matter is I'm not awake.
Not right now, not with the breath I take.

Transfer one thought
and get lost in another.

See how fast the midnight flutters?
See how long the vultures take?
See what caused this ****** ache?

Trade in one soul, and keep it outside.
Take a deep breath, and open up wide.