I woke up early the day I killed myself.
I watched the sunrise through vampire eyes.
I pinched my skin to prove that I was awake.
I cut my arm to prove that I was alive.
I started a poem for someone else to finish.
I drank some tea and sent an e-mail.
I took a bath and bought a newspaper.
I sold my soul to buy a watch.
I killed a spider for independence.
I wrote a song about evolution.
I burned my lung for concentration.
I ripped the violence from the headlines.
I shoved a deer into the headlights.
I pawned my life to pay off a debt.
I stayed in bed to watch my bones dry.
I turned the TV into a window.
I called my shrink and asked for closure.
I phoned a whore and spilled my troubles.
I let the covers design my outcome.
I yelled out twice to hear myself out.
I stared at kids behind white fences.
I changed my clothes to feel important.
I played guitar and broke a dollar.
I pushed a wheelchair through the clinic.
I broke my foot to match my heart.
I shot my mouth off with a cap gun.
I pulled a muscle and a fast one.
I ate my words but neglected food.
I shaved my head to match my face.
I drew a picture to feel completed.
I created a fragment of lost discussion.
I said her name to mend a moment.
I searched the sky for inspiration.
I traced the dawn for motivation.
I blew my mind to let the words breathe.
I told my friends how much I love them.
I pierced my eyebrow because I missed it.
I placed a bomb beneath the pavement.
I traded sanity for fantasy.
I spoke the language of a prophet.
I signed the note "Return to Sender".
I laughed out loud enough to hurt him.
I lined my pockets with a memory.
I lied so much I sounded honest.
I threw out my novel in a hurry.
I dug a hole for all to notice.
I painted God into a corner.
I surfed the web and found connections.
I gave the finger to some hippies.
I lit a candle for meditation.
I trained my ego to disobey me.
I fell apart and in love with movement.
I shared a secret and a needle.
I complicated the thought of gravity.
I split a verb into a sentence.
I pounded history on a snare drum.
I offered Jesus bribes of freedom.
I carved a tree into a trigger.
I cleaned a wound that looked like slavery.
I contemplated self-destruction.
I felt the warm embrace of poison.
I left a note shaped like a poem.
I woke up early the day I killed myself.
And I stayed up late the day they found me.
