My left foot is the past
Standing on the shoulders of
My legacy, and
The men I have been.
I wash the filth from me and
Incorporate the
Victories. Many
Have done me ill, done me good
Done me both, and so
Have I, and without
Them all, I would fall, into
The black nothingness.
Right foot treads upon
Majestic moment that is
Now, incarnate joy,
Spring of rising new
Life, to seed creation, join
Me with another.
To move and sweat and
Thrust and push, undulating
Dance, shared existence.
Melodramatic Physician 