5 am, you woke me up, to meditate.
I thought someone had died, someone had, me.
It was the ultimate time, you said.
Looking down, I had to disagree.
Can you feel the energy, she said?
I can’t feel myself, go away.
This is a window of opportunity, she said.
There was a window.
Let us breathe, she said.
This had never happened before, nutcase came to mind.
What is your mantra, she said.
What is my name, I said.
No, you have to reach out, draw in the energy.
I am going to reach out; it won’t be pretty.
Let me take you on a journey, join me.
I’ll phone you a taxi, blast, it’s your house, I’ll phone me a taxi.
If we connect, the sex will be out of this world.
Okay, through the delirium I heard the S word
Mm, mm feel it, Mm, mm, feel it, Mm, mm, can you feel it.
I can definitely feel something.
It’s getting stronger, we are one.
We definitely are.
We must connect.
We definitely must.
Before my husband comes off the night shift.
Thought I heard the H word there.
Let us be one.
Let us wind back to the husband.
He is but a component in time.
What time does this component come home at.
Six, but it’s okay, he’s gay.
Thought I heard the G word there.
He likes to join in, which can be a pain.
When you say join in, what do you mean.
He likes to join in
In the mantra.