Primal Instincts Paralyzed

When he walked out the door, I truly didn’t know what to do with myself. I was writhing in pain like a woman in labor, moving here and there thinking that changing position … location … something … (anything!) … would stop the pains that were very real, very painful, and intractable in intensity.

His unanticipated departure forced me to be utterly and totally alone with no advance warning or preparation. The shock of it was like being shoved off the shore into Puget Sound’s freezing water, and I don’t swim. Go figure. To make matters worse, everywhere I turned, there were artifacts and reminders of our life together (we even worked together) exacerbating the wounds that were so fresh and so deep. The shock was everywhere. I was hemorrhaging from my very soul and I had to get it to stop!

I never really understood what this song was about until I had this traumatic experience in my life. I believe it depicts having something shock you so badly (“something knocked me out of the trees”) to the point that you need help from others to “cover” you to even do the basic functions of life (“when I run”, “through the fire”) as happens during a horrible life crisis or calamity that was unexpected. It was my theme for a while when I had to remind myself that it was “ok” to lean on the support of others as Marge Wiley so often told me in her “we’re not an island” and “you need people and they need you” monologues. I love you Marge.  I couldn’t have made it “through the fire” without these words. Everything’s a season and as you always told me, seasons change and dark times pass.

Turn your speakers up:

Cover me, when I run
Cover me, through the fire
Something knocked me out’ the trees
Now I’m on my knees
Cover me, darling please
Monkey, monkey, monkey
Don’t you know you’re gonna to shock the monkey

Fox the fox
Rat on the rat
You can ape the ape
I know about that
There is one thing you must be sure of
I can’t take any more
Darling, don’t you monkey with the monkey
Monkey, monkey, monkey
Don’t you know you’re going to shock the monkey

Monkey, wheels keep turning
Something’s burning
Monkey, don’t like it but I guess I’m learning

Shock! Shock! Shock!
Watch the monkey get hurt, monkey

Cover me, when I sleep
Cover me, when I breathe
You throw your pearls before the swine
Make the monkey blind
Cover me, darling please

Monkey, too much at stake
Ground beneath me shake
Monkey, and the illusion breaking

Shock! Shock! Shock!
Watch the monkey get hurt, monkey

Shock the monkey
Shock the monkey
Shock the monkey to life
Shock the monkey to life
Shock the monkey to life
Shock the monkey to life
Shock the monkey, Shock the monkey!
Shock the monkey, Shock the monkey!

Shock the monkey
Shock the monkey to life.

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