I Landed on Him

I landed on him

That thing

Horrible, wet

Something, jelly, or worms, or something

My hand on him

God

For Christ's sake

Head of hair?

No, oh no

Moaning, thirsting, groaning

Or yelping like croaking

Alive?

Christ's sake!

Chattering, so awful cold

Helpless, animal

And hopeless, I think

Hopeless

I am not there

It is not me

Get hold over it

Ooh, it's over

You're out