And insert it at the nape
And run it down
To the nexus
I start at the top
Peel back the flaps
And let the insides
Push there way out
What do I see
That makes any sense
And says a thing to me
That I can comprehend?
Pump house
Air factory
Processing plant
To the nexus
look close
And dig my fingers in
To the whole bloody mess
Sorry folks
Don't want to bring you down
Wish I could be more positive
But the prognosis is not good
I think this corpse has had it
This story has no smiley face
This body looks done, down
To the nexus
I take a needle and thread
And sew, from the bottom up
Wipe off the blood
And cover it all with a sheet
I turn to the door
Open it to the sun
Drop my gloves, and go out
To receive the sun's stroke
Where am I walking to?
Haven't the foggiest
But I'll keep on walking
To the nexus
