Minotaur Forgiving the White Bull

I sometimes wonder
If you were breathing underwater
Or if you simply came to exist the instant your twin hooks broke
The air
Like the claw of crab
Coming out of the water
The constellation of Cancer gone crazy
Next comes your massive skull
Wide and white and rippled like a seabed
Little hills rolling down to black oblivious eyes
An empty turtle shell on the sand beside an empty turtle shell on
The sand
Hiding nothing, knowing nothing
Not understanding that there’s anything to understand
They say that he sent you
But what does that mean?
Did he point to the door with his pitchfork while you slept like a
Dog at his feet?
Did you walk for days upon the Mediterranean floor
Your hooves kicking up sand in slow explosions
And getting shipwrecks caught in your horns?
Or did you bubble up from the brine
Piling up like wet clay
Taking form like a tumour
Taking your first breath then taking notice of the day?
Next comes your massive skull
Wide and white and rippled like a seabed
Little hills rolling down to black oblivious eyes
An empty turtle shell on the sand beside an empty turtle shell on
The sand
Hiding nothing, knowing nothing
Not understanding that there’s anything to understand
Why couldn’t you bow down
Your coral coloured head
And turn back to the sea
Why couldn’t you bow down
Your coral coloured head
And turn back to the sea
But you just put one hoof in front of the other
And humped up the beach to the front of the palace
Where they waited for an answer to their dances
So l guess you are my father
And I guess that she’s my mother
So l guess I am a prince
And I guess I am a bastard
So l guess I am an outcast
And I guess I am a monster
And I guess I am a god
Since a god was your maker
And I guess that I forgive you
Since at heart you‘re just a creature
And your massive skull
Wide and white and rippled like a seabed
Little hills rolling down to black oblivious eyes
An empty turtle shell on the sand beside an empty turtle shell on
The sand
Hiding nothing, knowing nothing
Not understanding that there’s anything to understand
An empty turtle shell on the sand beside an empty turtle shell on the sand
Hiding nothing, knowing nothing
Not understanding that there’s anything to understand