The Mantra

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.