Adherent wishes peel away my peace
while Velcro desires scratch at my skin
I'll stumble on pavement and scrape my whole face
Dying's the goal but who wins the race?
Foreign bodies break my silence
so I fight against my Will.
I chop and windmill
moving illusions
as jerkied beef snaps
and the orangeade flows
bringing about palpitations
and sweat storms
cardiac fluctuations
and little blood flow.