in the dead of night, a fan hums
outside are chirping frogs
and thunderclaps
here am I, sitting still and feeling little
give me sensation!
in desperation I find a pin,
let its point break my skin
ah! this I can feel!
this -- this is real
now the red rays stretch like furrows
across my pale flesh
what crop has been sown here?
stimulated, I respond:
--breath quickens
--heart races
--skin heats
in the dead of night, I live
outside are chirping frogs
and thunderclaps
here am I, sitting still and feeling little
give me sensation!
in desperation I find a pin,
let its point break my skin
ah! this I can feel!
this -- this is real
now the red rays stretch like furrows
across my pale flesh
what crop has been sown here?
stimulated, I respond:
--breath quickens
--heart races
--skin heats
in the dead of night, I live