Last night, at 11:59 PM, God ripped me from my body
Threw me into the ocean
And prompted me to search for gold
I cannot be baptized
I will never be clean
Until Christ is discovered within my own body
Until gold is found at the bottom of the Blood Red Sea
I've never taken part in communion
I've never feasted upon the body of Christ
I've never felt a thirst for the blood of my savior
I cannot swim
Some days I question whether or not I am human
I'm not too sure where I came from
My mother is a mirror
My father is an ox
He basks in his reflection
They seldom call it love
When I'm hungry
I'm never too sure what to eat
When I'm tired
I open my eyes to sleep
But
Last night, at 11:59 PM I experienced something magical
A painful ecstasy
An effortless heartache
A gritty pleasure
Last night god ripped me from my body and
Threw me into the ocean
Where the sand giggles at the octopi's ticklish fingers
The stars sneeze from the wave's humor
The sun gazes like an omniscient God.
I've realized this is the first time I've taken breath
Last night
at 11:59 PM
I was born.
Prompted to search for my soul
I found the sound of existence
Now all is finally quiet
The sand doesn't giggle
The stars don't sneeze
The sun is obsolete
But
Still
I cannot swim
When I feel midnight breeze
When I gaze lonely moon
God does not answer.
