A Gratitude for FM Alexander

Alexander had a knife He tapped. it. so. lightly on the centre of my Mind Fully Alexander wears the crown (Purrfectly aligned) Alexander - arms stretched out in offering Rolling gent.ly. down. my spine Through the years he touches minds Alexander, thank you Thank you Alexander, thank you Where would we be without your rest? Alexander True neutral marionette Hanging loosely from the collarbone Hanging meatLike from a hook (Eye'm just a carcass on a hook, now) Thank you, Alexander, thank you Alexander has the key And he imparts it to me - swinging Up! Through my spine Through these exorcises I find My body gains (In) time Alexander, thank you Thank you, Alexander Thank you