I have not been feeling myself of late, and if you notice
in this self-portrait, there has even been some
serious image corruption.
Obviously there is a ghost in the machine.
Could it be me?
I fear this reflects the corruption of my very soul,
and warn all travellers to beware.
I shall wander the earth on
All Hallow’s Eve,
seeking freedom from
the spell that
has surely
been cast
upon
me.
Or
maybe,
just a spot
of
BLOOD.