The dissolution...The cruel conclusion

How strange indeed
The snap
and spinal tap
the pressurized rupture
Of my fleshy structure
I saw shrapnel flying
In the midst of my dying
And just before ascension
To the divine dimension
I heard a pop and bubbling
The fractures doubling
And before my dissolution
And cruel conclusion
My moribund mind
Leaves me deaf and blind
To mortal pleasures
Like arts and leisure
What to do for stimulation
In the absence of love and fornication
What to do with information
Pertaining to self starvation
and the astrological crustacean
And the bearer of
The melanocortin mutation
How strange indeed
To have once been a seed
To have once known need
To have placed my face
And queen annes lace
Her scoliosis  
And her languid, drifty
road side neurosis