I've got a special power:
I can look at my body from the outside
and my hands are never really mine.

I am
          untouchable.

                  I'm floating.

My name
doesn't sound like
a real word
anymore

       (I am not
       a real person
       anymore)

My brain
is splatted on the walls
like a Jackson *******
smelling like rotten flesh –
is it too late
to get back inside?