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There are words I need to say; only six, but I can't hear them for this rushing
in my ears. They say the head can blink after being severed from the
body–mine is still here, but I can't tell light from darkness, open
from closed and there's something chemical that we learned in
biology but it doesn't really make sense any more because
last time i was frightened i could hear my heart
beat. my hands have been very cold before
but never quite so cold, nor my feet. i
think that it's eternity, you know,
but in math they told us that
Infinity never gets there
so maybe this heavy
feeling won't
reach my
heart
or


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