My mind feels like it’s melting

into a puddle behind my eye.

A throbbing vein left of my temple

beats a song

softly crying

why.

 

My vision blocked by blurry lights

closes off into the dark

and my head falls in and out of sync

with my palpating heart. 

 

My ears ring the melody

a solid one note drone.

 

And my body aches as I crawl

                    —arms stretched,

                       skin crinkled around

                       joints and frail shivering fingertips—

reaching for the phone.