I Want To Meditate With Roy Orbison

I was in the middle of a PowerPoint
About Pastafarianism
Then I noticed someone in the corner
Not paying attention

Lost, looking tired
I heckled to him
"Paul, quick, candy-coloured clown..."
He found the song on his laptop

I checked the speakers and adjusted the volume
I picked
Up the microphone and sang, looking at the student in the corner...
"Go to sleep, everything is alright."

They listened and watched with great
Intensity 
We had all dived within

I told them
I didn't want a golf ball-sized consciousness
I will put my Godliness in a jar 
We looked at a quote from a character from Don Quixote

'God bless the man who invented sleep'. 
Someone at the front raised his hand
"Why
Doesn't he just commit suicide then?"

Shelly in the second row asked me,
"Are you a Humanist?"
Before I 
Could answer

There was a knock at the door

Just as
We had all
Dived-within

Alvin on my left said to me,
"God bless the man who invented sleep."
And I sang again and crooned to them,
"Go to sleep, everything 
Is
Alright."
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