I am giftedto your darknesspale in the star shadow galaxywith comet speedI fizzlea lightless stone,you and your universe carry meweightlesssoundlessmotionlessdraped in your planetary armsyour Saturn ringsyour angelic cosmic haloHeaven’s ambassadorThis Warthese blistering meteorsthese molten tears…shall I ever feel anythingbut...

Sheila is and always was a schizophrenic. This misery has haunted her since the dolls in school shifted their eyes to her – whispering… she still hears them. Shrieking glasses in the cabinet… no they were only fracturing, shattering...