Where did it begin?
A cough from upstairs and lyrics telling me to breathe
I held a breathing pattern
don't forget to breathe
then then then later
I held my breath
and Magick Sex
They said dance and dance I did
Puddle of Mud played on the radio
and I was gene kelly singing
in this rain
I have sores that sting
I have sores that sing.
I was a fool listening when I should have stayed still
but vampires love games
it is after all the way out
through the bottom of hell.
So I played along.
The Holy Ghost said pick up a bible
and I did
for no one else was telling me anything
the idea of what god might say is sublime
and it was getting less and less esoteric
so I went into the light
following the light in flip flops
in the dark
twas as if I was on shrooms
and the lines were highlighted
from the life given wood
God does not use toliet paper
Pilates lay there
and Jesus, said Mark, healed the lepers
by touch
reach for the skies
lay down and heal
feel the Greek ether fill the Holy Graile
and then the babble of the bible finally made sense.

Then Jets beat the giants
and the Giants beat the Jets
There was helicopters over my heart
there was contractors hammering pulse
driving in stakes
crucifixed in places that wouldn't bleed for I was dead
and then I could like Abe sit
or Abel die by Cain
to walk the earth
swimming without fins
and the smells went and came
and then I wept
three tears on the left
three tears on the right
cuz my boys can cry
for I have

Then my feet were pulled to the sky
for my brain leaked thru third eye
for I was not four eyes
though double vision made me see clear.

My head too leaned forwards
and I was an imal again
and then I was to play dead
for I was throwing away past lives
of all the good I did
when I healed me of the bad
I healed me of the good
and I was no artist anymore
no more children piano lessons
no more fake hands grabbing cells phones
switching ears
no more changing gears.

The time went, and the game had filled the boredom
and so iot was a matter of time
the Taxi had brought me to a ship of Fools
and I was the Captain that could marry
but not be married
The seasickness pukes swabbed the deck
The foghorn came
and the boat on the Nile sail sailed away
Noah and his moon arc
the 7 souls I was to get back
for God is time that creates things
and it heals all wounds
but in me was wound
the answer to mankind
what was real
what was false
the elaborate plan to make me seem insane
I can't tell you if the trip is inane
or to not to clap when the song you love
comes on
sing it only sometimes
don't forget to breathe.