Long
Time.
I finally hit the ground, just now,
Just over here.
Pieces of my skull lie
Around me.
Some of them are shaped like
Hearts and
Lungs and
Brains and
Isn't that funny?
I wonder why I don't collect them.
Why can I not
Will my legs to move so when I
Pick them up maybe
They'll become a body again.
I lie on the sidewalk and
Roll my eyes at
the people
Passing by.
They'll notice the blood on their
Shoes
Only enough to be disgusted.
I try so hard not to be
Inconvenient.
Damnit.
If only I could move.
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