Invocation Lyrics

When you look inside, what do you hear?

If the soul and the body

Walk with me, on this path

From, first breath

A white box barring his being

Had walls bearing his bashings

By the body desperate

A single bulb overhead

Dimmed, clicked, buzzed

And gave a circular glow

His torso-shaped attempts at art

And matters of the spirit, stared

Back at him, in the walls marked

With his bumblings in the box

Bearing his being

He's not the stone

So free absolutely

In the holes where

Hand had punched

And foot had kicked

Multi-colored light

Jabbed back through