Everything that I knew...
I dumped into the garbage...
To find philosophy and science...
Resting in empty containers of raspberries...
To find alchemy in a rotting banana peel...
To find the Sun in the stench of feces...
Regurgitation is bound...
Stimulated or called upon...
The Mother will feed her young...
A call to be recieved...
To save our ship from sinking...
I returned to the Nile...
They know the body best...
They know of God...
In so much that the word...
It is but a pussy pimple on the lip...
A nuisance...
Only for he that has forgotten...
Watching the rooster dig out their own stool...
The children will bite toenails...
And when it serves no more...
They will masturbate...
To the sight of a holy river carrying death...
May a bottle of water refresh the thirsty...
And aggravate the sick...
Broken bones and immortal flesh...
May her body eternally please me...
May her body carry my children...
May her body carry my all...
And teach me nothing...
doM
