looking over the bomb inventory
looking at the huge list
I heard the strangest music
my eyes were loudspeakers I 
was shivering cold I must’ve

caught a bad fever the
local witch doctor stood my
ankles in a shallow place
in the river and affixed
good examples of a certain

kind of plant to me
in three places chest neck 
and head I shivered I’m
made of molecules he said
over me certain preprogrammed words