A sheet of paper binds your eyes.
Your nose can't smell a thing--
The difference between oxygen and carbon monoxide.
Your mouth so dry,
You feel your taste buds.
There's a vacuum in your ears.

Your hands reach out to grab--
Nothing.
Not even the feel of wind between fingers.
Only blood
Flowing through your constricted veins
Without your consent.

The ground falls away from your feet.
The sky disappears.
So claustrophobic
You puke your guts out.
The red stains the white--
Hanged.

october 27th 2005