5 TO 5 ALIVE

2 Satellites passed like stars in the night.
I sang “Angel” songs - not well, but alright.
The stars, they shot, the fish, they jamp.
Crickets a-cricketed, serenading the camp.
My heart twittered and patted, soul twitterpated,
My belly over flowering, my mind satiated,
Full up to brimming, and my body, if twinned,
Most likely’d be spinning and swimming and
Offering my smooth and slippery face to the wind.