A pickle’s tip is not enough for you.
Its going all in.
Taste is a side dish, too.

Savor the mooned lemons,
the skin’s sahara’s,
or the two parallel
ulurus.

Don’t forget your sin.

You take food off the table–
from your neighbours, too.
Your hunger could ****.

Take your worn-out maps–
old lessons of geography–
skim your finger
in between the iced caps.

Kiss the foreign,
the countries that don’t belong
to you.

Take it all, avariced ****.

***, to you,
is a selfish meal.

I say I'm done
with being treated like ****
because I'm a human
and I deserve respect
but I still get surprised
when I'm treated right
and I apologize
when I've done nothing wrong
but I do stand up for myself occasionally
so that's something
right?

standing in a city that's constantly trying to abort its breath, we're looking at the sky

we might be defined to repeat fist-pumping anthems and tragic falls. all of them, no returns.

and you ask me, "don't you want to start over and look anywhere but at me?" that question again, and my answer is always no.

oh, baby boy, lift your headache head...

remnants of our past? oh they burn all right, fire roaring, smoke choking. they're just waiting for the next rain to put them to sleep

then they sleep, and it's morning. time to start again.

you'll be a stranger again and even though i'm choking on their ashes, i will not recognize you.

pump your fists. we'll fall again without a clue.

I cup my two hands as one
the flesh meeting finger nails
distract me to wonder the feel
of life to rebound in flesh
to seek out new worlds
to digest the minds wandering
to know love or life a parody
from the escape of death
who am I to ponder the day away
such wonder is life the living
enough the diversity appealing
who am I what have I become
a holder of knowledge that comes
undone a thought a dreamer
a being for the one of living
to share to scream out I love
to look out the eyes
of all living creatures to be one
I seek water to add to this being
to nourish the love from within
to add tear drops to the living
oh life  live on share with me
what you will I am yours
living fulfillment of a gift
procreation  a son as I
who lives in bewilderment
of all life I lift these hands
into the beauty a survivor
tell me great Earth realm
tell me tell me more...

(I give to him a relic given to me by my fellow mage Osiris.. The relic of the star tear.. This is your prayer..  Become the angel of the stars..)

After cutting through the endless darkness and seeing it bleed light I spoke my final prayer to the God or being higher than any star in the sky.  I was on my knees as the demons and devils were closing in on my final shining glow.  I was the last of our race.  We were going into the darkness shining and glowing.  But my prayer had been answered by an angel of the stars.  This angel was a dragon that had wings of blue star light.  He painted our sky blue again with his light and erased the darkness above.  Our sun shined through once again burning away all that was wicked and evil.  He then looked into my eyes and spoke through them. I could hear him speak to me through his eyes.  " I give to you a relic given to me by my fellow mage Osiris.. The relic of the star tear.. This is your prayer..  Become the angel of the stars."  His wings then shined so very bright as he lifted off into the sky leaving behind a cut of light in the sky.   The relic he gave to me shined star blue and red.  I noticed my sun blade and moon blade were glowing the same colors as the relic.   I picked up my soul swords and sheathed both of them.  I could feel everything around me now.  Where I stood the grass begin to grow.  Flowers followed then trees and forest.  I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and felt the wastelands of our planet needing to be cleansed.  There were then thousands of tornados of light that swept all of the lands followed by massive super hurricanes that covered the entire Planet.  I was cleansing our world by simply thinking about it.  I was at the center of it all.   Our world is now reborn.   And I must now give it away.  I will be part of the stars now.  I will dive into the cosmos as a light that will forever shine away all that is evil.

He invited butterflies when he started
and
turned them into moths when he finished
*using me

You remind me of the earth,
   like deep burnt umber woodlands
mid downpours' fresh aroma
       & spring's foliage lushly reborn,
twinkling explosive pinpoints
       grazing beyond dark ether,
  sparkles dappling 'pon depths
        of eternal seascapes's nature,
amidst breath of relentless airy winds
    gusting above her majesty's hazes
       beyond purple mountain's apex
and streams of meadows' wildflowers in
  deftly painted horizons after moonbows,
vivid consciousness' uttermost reminisce
   of all things recollected in the long ago
        essence of your memories' presence