I think I died for a moment last night
No, not le petit morte of excruciating bliss
Perhaps I was attempting to fly away
Things are getting really ugly down here
I sat up abruptly and listened to my erratic heart
The room changed in dimension as if looked through
A distorted lens. The big canvas of Jesus Christ
Placed precariously on my dresser calmly observed me
Is it time? I asked not with an ounce of trepidation
I think by now that I’ve done enough time, and not
To be arrogant, but I think I’ve accrued enough points
And thus far, I’ve gotten the gist of the overall picture
So, I’m just letting you know that
I’m ready Freddy – just kidding
No, not really. I am not being pessimistic even
I am burning with the intense desire to know more
I know that it will be as easy as shedding a winter coat
Then I stop to think how selfish I am too
It would break my mom’s heart for she would simply not
Understand, that we are divine spirits wearing a heavy mask
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Painting, "Enigma without end" by Salvador Dali
