There's a decisiveness in immobility,
more clasping than the cloying of subtle strains.

Not all the little white dots in the capsules get digested
and, I wonder, is the undigested portion that part of me that's
still not right?

Maybe a better diet would bring regularity to the mind,
but there's something to be said for animal cookies and coffee.
The naps after coffee are the antsiest and best, the most like real
excitement. Besides, if I took some Colon Cleanse, wouldn't the "toxins"
resolved of me be those neurotransmitters I lacked in the first place?

So the clamping flora inside can stay. The point here's the difference between that
and the strains.

Screams are easier than duller deaths,
with their heavier tolls on perception
and its proximity to reason.

On the other hand, the cloying indecisiveness offers some stomach awareness
that might be interpreted as normal thoughts.

Written in November 2008.