Empiricist

On the first... On the first day... On the first day, God created everything... On the first day, God created everything there ever was On the second day, God came to take it all back ...piece by piece Empty room Cast about for a familiar object Because my body needs coordinates to move In the dark Range of motion shrivels all around me All my nightmares I am slowly being cocooned A single calf in the hecatomb Crescent moon Hollowed out of all my fabled insides Occam shave me down to primal truth,return me to the womb The spirit held a magic flask Said, "Drink it to forget the past But careful it's a poison batch Each drop more painful than the last If you fail you'll wish for death If you finish: you'll be free at last." Asa nisi masa Asa nisi masa Asa nisi masa Asa nisi masa Hello? Mother pulled from father's ribs, Little baby in a crib, hands reaching up Before the blinding light is split Through the prism of your organs into colors All that being and nothingness, on the same möbius strip Sleep and waking up On the first day Wipe the blank slate And you join the banquet Served up helpless on a plate But you find your land legs And you learn to imitate You'll wear any feather and hope that your efforts attract a mate One day your children find you, Locked in the bathroom, Staring in horror at the reflection of your face And you say you're sorry to the guests at your party But you can't help wonder, who is this person you celebrate? And so the light fades It's still your birthday So blow out your past lives like they're candles on the cake