You and you puckish vain
You mess with rage
You flirt with nothing
Such as you, amiss and feverish
Hear it. Feel it. Your heart pumping twice as hard
But you are not getting anywhere
Your heart pumping thrice as hard
But you are not getting anywhere
Nowhere
Your heart pumps arhythm
Your easy breaths are numbered
Do you want to know the number?
Do you want to know how many?
Do you want to count them?
How many breaths you have left
How much credit with air
How much credit oxygen
Now is time
Count them, as they hatch
Count them out loud and up to sky
As you be sink there, down into it
Leaving your mark