instinctively five years

I never been to Heaven'
but I heard stories about it
it changes its form every 5 years supposedly
year one was orgasms
lots and lots of orgasms
vicariously between work and play
those were the days
then there was year two
it was food
food was needed
every stop you made involved food
greasy types
easy to consume
and cheap
oh so goddamn cheap
year three was beer
well, for me it was whiskey
they got the Buddha belly
and i just threw up in the sink
must have extinguished my vocal cords
year four was dancing
i love to dance
and i think i can
i did it in front of the mirror once
it shattered
bad luck billy, must be
year five is this day
art and business
creation
producing
no more cheap shots at my work
it will live on
just like the baby boy I see coming out of her
i just got to find her
she can't smoke, or drink too much
no caffeine for nine months
I'm naming him something
something
something
my baby named something