whatwould we do

music
is whatwould we do w
out music i said to you it was
in a song we were dreaming the
words we wrote on the etching of
gold spilled out from our hands the
music sound had the fillingness of
muscles the muscle self only the
bodyfear can allow it smelled like
rain,
cleanse make whole sit a while
i told myself and her~and Her& katie
&walsh heard bc they both called
then, too                    & Beth, back now
her first trip to her moon Black Venus
she said to me, La Katrine or
la mamachalupa this makes me laugh tehee 
she who
knows

music is whatwould
whatwould we do

i told them go down, be-
gin with your self go down the long
map is labled shudderskin start, it hurts
to start i know
shudderskin tight, just breath then breath
under will get you below then
within.
clockwise or counter--
widdershins
i gave them both candles w out
thinking it is whatwould power
do to begin

whatwould we do w out mus
ic dear whatwould we do      Him
him him him all the dear sacred hymns
all the chastined greatly going but not
really *it IS love*  *it IS!*  *is IT* him HIM
HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIM

haha black venus on the quartz beach in the keys with her gnosis you grls
cldn't hide, now she chimes MUSIC live
--the buds in the trees

wake up to your own life. i tell her, She tells
me.  wake up, your life's sweet as deliverance of
prism spun from delight of shadowless rain
it is not pain it is the calling back to your self
by your self, it is holy as you are it is your name.
it is whatwould happen if you were called first thing
by your sacred given lifename.  you heard now
you cant pretend not to hear   mUsic

again~