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