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I died overnight

Or maybe it took a few days

But it happened fast

That much I know

And it gave me new eyes

And a fresh set of ears

And an opened heart

But I am alone here

In this limbic state of 

Death.

I have had a few visitors

But none have stayed long

The water is crimson

My Blood is Your Wine 

And the air is thick

Soot fills my lungs

And I exhale Your ghosts

I watch them dance in the moonlight

Clapping and 

I keep the beat of 

A rhythm unheard by The Others

I wish I was drunk

Or delusional

Like Them.

Organizing my priorities

Based on a value

Decided by humans

Unwarranted decisions

Lost in the crowd and 

A need

Prompted by fear

But wait

I am drunk.

But drunk in my current state 

Of death

Indescribable and 

It doesn't help The Situation

I cannot belong 

As an outsider

Traveling through

This dusty town of 

Judgmental evangelists 

Preaching to the choir but 

I am fevered with

An unending illness

And the only escape

Is death from This Death

But how do I tie 

A noose seen in movies

And realized honest

In the history of the South

Breaking my own neck 

To drain the indifference

And the awareness that haunts me 

I am dead

But not dead enough

I need to escape 

But I am aware of the myth