The Mantra

5 am, you woke me up, to meditate. I thought someone had died, someone had, me. It was the ultimate time, you said. Looking down, I had to disagree. Can you feel the energy, she said? I can’t feel myself, go away. This is a window of opportunity, she said. There was a window. Let us breathe, she said. This had never happened before, nutcase came to mind. What is your mantra, she said. What is my name, I said. No, you have to reach out, draw in the energy. I am going to reach out, it won’t be pretty. Let me take you on a journey, join me. I’ll phone you a taxi, blast, it’s your house, I’ll phone me a taxi. If we connect, the sex will be out of this world. Okay, through the delirium I heard the S word Mm, mm feel it, Mm, mm, feel it, Mm, mm, can you feel it. I can definitely feel something. It’s getting stronger, we are one. We definitely are. We must connect. We definitely must. Before my husband comes off the night shift. Thought I heard the H word there. Let us be one. Let us wind back to the husband. He is but a component in time. What time does this component come home at. Six, but it’s okay, he’s gay. Thought I heard the G word there. He likes to join in, which can be a pain. When you say join in, what do you mean. He likes to join in, in the mantra.