It didn't all go black; I saw no stars. No lights and no tunnel I dreamed I'd cruise along wires but instead I just dreamed. There was a hush in my ears; a tree fell in the forest and behind eyelids half-closed like my for-a-moment-slowed heart my pupils rose to a heaven they couldn't see; tadpoles swimming to the surface.
I remember thinking it was funny wouldn't it be funny? My knees going bone gone jelly a wet sponge sunk to the ground. Damp all round. My lettuce rolled a head across the floor no blood, not then, not mine just salad. My own cradled in arms upon arms blood just a whisper in my limbs but pumping again, legs curled under like those forest-floor leaves knees by chin.