Electrocute the brainy electricity
Discharging tendon-eating particles
Across the circumference of my skin.

Dehydrate the salty ocean
Crammed behind the doors
Of my sandy eyelids.

Extract the pins
Mindlessly puncturing the bloody pump
In my chest.

Hush the howling winds
Escaping the empty hole
At the bottom of my face

But most of all, and I beg,
Kill the moving pictures in my head.