in spite of everything like redoubled efforts to glide backward
to go in both directions
this dumb boat still doesn't fly
and that's no way to let a body down
i believe in balancing after a month of midnights in hot water
scalded under holy water punctuated with the punch of opiates
and that's no way to bring a body down
standing with a bulging fist of nickels for the parking meter
that's the art and science part of your eccentric sleight of hand
and that's no way to cool a body down
i believe in violencing after a feast of fasting on hot water
scalded within by holy sin punctuated with a punch of opiates
and that's no way to bring a body down