“Energy is eternal delight.” – William Blake At 4 years old I levitatedLocked my eyes and lifted from my bedFloated through the houseSoared over mountains of crushed and flattened carsI knew the golden flashes of the starsThe electric chanting of the airThe darkness of the universeI knew invisibilityAnd on the stairs outside the kitchen door, I tasted endlessness At 9 I pissed…