White Feather

- Under an Angel with wings wide open -

I feel my finger's twitching...
and I can feel cold air on my nostrils...
I open my eyes in stupid ecstatic wonder
and I take a mouthful of air
almost choking
like a baby
as if I had just been born

Where am I?
all I see is a white walled cube

What is this place?
almost floating on soft white sheets
surrounded by strange looking computers, tubes
and little flashing lights
dancing to the beat of my heart

I'm alive?
How did I get here?
I should have died in a Nile of blood....
but apparently I didn't
not yet

The Gypsy spell and the Aztec heart
the Mexican-Teutonic blood prevailed
and I'm still here.

But now it's different
there's hope
and I feel much better
stronger
and I'm getting up on my feet again

I can walk
but wait...
I feel like I can fly
and see through walls
why am I suddenly all dressed in black?
and what happened to the mirror?
for my reflection is no more
and I feel thirsty, very thirsty

As I take my first steps I trip and fall
I'm still weak
face down on the cold linoleum
there's a woman under my bed
it's a nurse
her blond hair in a ponytail
her round ass silhouettes her white dress
perfectly like her thighs
she's pale, she's dead
now I realize it was her I tripped on
but why?
and what are those tow red marks on her neck?

I'm thirsty
very thirsty...