My Severed Head

What if my…
Head were severed
By the gears…
Of a carbine
And it landed several feet
From my convulsing twitching body
On the stump
Of my neck
It took seven minutes
For the blood to drain
Would i be conscious
Be conscious
And able to see?
Initally
I’d be upset
For fucking up…
In such a tremendous fashion
But I get easily distracted
I’ve got a tendency toward sloth
Be a trooper, keep my chin up
Ponder something pointless
Am i my head or my body?
Am i my body or my head?
I think i’m more…
.attached to…
.my head emotionally
It’s horrible
The average death
In a hospital room
Stuck on a frankenstein machine
I hope i die in a freakish way
By an act of sheer stupidity
Something like…(2x)
Electric shaver in a bathtub
A lunchbox falling from a scaffold
Drops twenty floors…
.and crushes…
.me like an insect