Blood Teachings

I think I'm beginning to hear the teachings of my blood. It whispers a murmur, a trickling fervour, Can you feel it inside of you? Can you feel it inside of you? I think I'm beginning to feel a pulsing within me. My heart waxed gross, pushing my bones, Can you feel it inside of you? Can you feel it inside of you? Divinity, exists within. Vitality, resides in skin. Be complete. Be complete. Be complete. Be complete! The pure, hot grip of a real instinct, Is red, is raw, bona fide and shaking. It throbs, it beats a stranger rhythm, Ancient music for primal visions. The blow, the punch of two fists together, Knocks through the door, now ajar forever. Thresholds unfold, I'm discovering, New ground, new stars, new ways of seeking! The sound, the spark of a hollow muscle! It moves, it hums, bleeding real colour! The humours speak, all four combined! Yes! The heart is the seat of the mind! This cage it heaves with wiser demons! I'm full to burst, exploding into pieces! All aglow, in love! The flesh! The spirit! Burn bright! Glow hard! Be incandescent!