I MAKE MY OWN MEDICINES
Keep your eyes open for omens heaven is not a closed box
There was a burning sensation in my left hand as I got ready to go to the party
I looked it up in the Encyclopedia of Superstitions but there wasn't an entry for burning sensations
and nothing happened that night I went home early
There are shadows on this ceiling.
I want to stare at the shadows on the other ceiling.
In this heat the only one I can talk to is my dead friend
and my child self if I lie very still
myself as a child