Today

My system was madness.
I felt beheaded.
Didn't know up from down,
right from wrong. 

In this crazy vibe where blood was all that guided me.
Go, go, go, go, go, go.
This hummingbird was high on some flower,
Unknown.

I want(ed) to go far.
Farthest I had ever been.
I want(ed) to misbehave,
allow my back, neck to flutter.
Tip-toe my way in,
quiver.

Go, go, go, go, go, go.

I read a description that made me howl:
crash into the sky, swim in a sea of molecules, burst into flames.
Burst, blasted, burned.
The yearn of skin. 
Of heat, or breath, of moan, of groan, of wail and whimper.

Do what you want, 
do what you please.

Do what you will with me...
Shakespeare speaks through me.

Beheaded yet focused.
Conquered yet full-forced.
Fearless and ready.
Take your best shot.

Go.