For I am exploding,
With bliss
In a reproductive ****
Sending my offspring
On the winds
Life taking hold
everywhere I go.

Burning.

Taking a moment of silence,
For dear Gaia
For giving me this time,
For all that made life possible,

For this burning to be alive.

For not being the cousins
in the woodstoves
fireplaces,
Slaves
which just got a taste,
burned and died.

For the match lights
Short life
Shorter than a candle light.

For who and where I am,
connected to the stars
who devour and mother all of our lives
Breathing
Inhaling
Exhaling
Consuming
Evacuating
Reproducin­g

Exploding
Imploding
Struggling to survive.

For all fire,
All life
through out the universe,
For all who will become
a dead silent
Unmoving
Cold
Cold
Cold
  ember.

I pray,

Amen.

I put the gun to my head
thinking the world
wants me dead
count the bullets
leave no room for mistakes
"just pull the trigger"
they say that's all it takes
they come bursting through the door
but they don't understand
I don't want to live anymore
I don't see them
they're in the shadow of a demon
in my mind, I just see him
he begs me, "pull the trigger
before they stop you
pull the trigger
so I can rest, too"
I whisper boom
feel the cold metal against my head
but apparently
my brother doesn't want me dead
and it's too late
I've missed my chance
and now there's no trigger to pull
yet