Imaginary Blood

I lost my limb
I lost my limb
I was doused in gin
I don’t remember when

Maybe gangrene was setting in
Hand to elbow to shoulder to neck to chin

I can feel the wind
Needles and pins
Your hands dancing
Along my skin

You saw my arm and it falls off
Phantom limbs will tend to trim the cost

With fists I fought
To hold on a thought
Skin was melting
But not burning off

Imaginary blood coagulates
And keeps this phantom held in solid state
I can’t erase

I lost my limb
I lost my limb
I was doused in gin
I don’t remember when

I can feel the wind
Needles and pins
I can feel the wind
Needles and pins