sicked up spiders this morning
shouldn't've eaten 'em
craved that creeping feeling
deep inside
coughed up a web of intrigue this morning
protein enriched sputum
other people's lives
when the passageways had cleared
I drank water
took a breath
and stepped into the shower
mumbled my mantra
today...a perfect day
today...I get it right
but blood sprayed from the shower rose
the soap became a pancreas
I yelled for someone... Help!
when no one came
I took hold of myself
jerked off
chanted
the reserve mantra
today in every way
everything's...
getting better and better
then things returned to normal, i.e.
warm water, soap and the fan sucked sweet
the radio came on
and the songs of the sixties
played over and over again