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.