I wish there were no mirrors
That everything was matte
So there was nothing
To judge yourself against
Society's distorted, distended, sad
Idea of perfection
Being perfect is being unique
Not your conformity to specific standards and qualifications
Trying to tailor yourself
To an i and foolish mold
Forced onto us from childhood
You are perfect as you are
And anyone who says otherwise
Is a fool not to love you

I kept running lest I die with her
The maw of death snapping at my feet
As it engulfed all behind
And took poor little sister
I could have helped
But I kept running
I had to tell our story
So the world could hear us weeping
And none who brought forth blood
And took children and mothers and fathers
So none may ever leave us without
Hearing our voices screaming
YOU TOOK THEM!
YOU TOOK THEM AND YOU CAN NEVER BRING THEM BACK!
So none shall die peacefully surrounded by family
For they did not give that same courtesy to us

With the depth of a thousand rivers
None so deep as you walk this earth
None shall ever
For there is no comparison
To your coat of coal and ebony
Riddled with shining veins of gold
Peerless
Forever walking above
Because of your undeniable attraction
Your immeasurable charisma and charm
Your immense grace
Even more than is the norm for you
Deep as a thousand rivers
May you always run
But never as deep as tomorrow

I wrote this for a cat...

One life lost many lives taken
All in the name of our holy protector
Down down down they go
As I go on up for my good deed
But of course they do not see it so
They cannot because they do not have the same eyes as me
They have not seen the truth of our holy protector
And they never will be able to see him like me
They must be punished for all their crimes
It is impossible for them to change
They are too steeped in the sin and filth of their imagined god
They cannot be cleansed
Their very essence is swine
They must pay the ultimate toll
So that I may pass free
To a place absent of such blasphemers and liars
But I hold someone very dear
Mustn't they too?
I love
Mustn't they too?
Yes...
But they can never love him who they are supposed to
So I must take them away from their very closest
And the ones they love
To understand the depth of their mistakes

If only you could see how beautiful the world is
You wouldn't care about all these awful people
I like to look to the sky and see something bigger than me
It's bigger but it looks so small
Just big enough not to be overwhelmed
By all your little beauty
But you can't decide
You're wanderers and from you I've learned to wander
From you came the wanderlust
And from you came the hope
The hope to be like you
You don't go at each other
Sometimes you bump
Sometimes you die
But you don't mind
Peace at its finest
The dalai would be proud
You move very much in all your peace
Just like little working ants move around the ground
You move around your ever-reaching canvas of ebony
Tiny little incandescent ant
Tiny tiny shiny ant
My little glowing ants moving across the sky
I wish I could lose myself in you
Become one of you and know of your little hidden treasures
Could you come in my pocket?
Just a few
Just imagine what good I could do
With a pocketful of bliss and magical wonder
I would help anyone who's ever been down
But we will need more than one pocket
Flock to me my iridescent ants!
Lets make sure when we reach you, we reach you happy

A smile
One so hard to extricate
Yet escaped it has
Showing its wonderful self
For many and all to admire
For many and all to desire
I hope it will stay

Small marvels burst forth!
From your home, Perseus
Ten thousand bursts of incandescence
Streaking through a pitch black canvas
Meeting their immobile brethren
For but a moment
Their tails welding the spots
Chaining their beauty together
Making a millisecond masterpiece
As it pursues it's dance across the sky
Creating many more
Before it fades
Into the dark from which it burst
After finding new horizons
And having enamored all
It rains down
Spread out as many
Through our observing eyes
Directly to our hearts