an orange peel
that cannot feel
or a human body
that is rotting

we are nothing
but variables of nature
expended some
and then we're done

It was stepping into the Afterlife
With extraterrestrial angels
Singing the chorus of My Sweet Lord
In otherworldly harmonic unison
As George Harrison embraced me
Open arms, his face transforming
Between his and Jesus Christ's
And mind you, not the one you know
But the true Middle Easterner
Most Christians tend to forget

It was a segue into a golden palace
Where Krishna showered me
With korma flavored karma
For all deeds gone unnoticed
In a life of ego and suffering
It was a most revealing of times

It was a feeling of fearful dread
When Muhammad appeared
Before he gently let me know
Misrepresentation by extremism
Had plagued his holy message
And to just live for your neighbor

It was inside a bamboo house
That was set on a tropical land
I went in to simply find peace
And saw a golden glowing man
Meditate a couple feet in the air
With one eye open, he said
"I could **** you with one thought
Conversely, you could too
However, we sit in peace
And there is great power in that"

It was all the same

Sometimes, somedays, I wonder
Just what you have been up to
Even though it's been so long

Our love was like an orange flame
Beautiful and incandescent
But through the winds of time
Slowly put out

I type a fair weathered greeting
But can't get myself to send it
My hand starts to shake
And my heart starts to pound

What if
You respond with indifference?
What if
You don't respond at all?

So I close out the message
And just wonder to myself
What you have been up to
Because it's been so long

Days of Heat Hazes trail behind me
On a path I've chosen to walk alone
To reside by the wild tumbleweeds
Too hostile for mankind's brittle, cold bones

Often, I think of the days gone by
Laced in a bittersweet requiem
That hums ever so softly in my mind
Hidden by a face that's machiavellian
Made by those I came here to forget

Through the incessant thunderstorm
That dominates this part of the land
I've found a way to become reborn
At the end of a long winded Texan tunnel
Made by those I came here to inspect
And transform into an invaluable asset

The night was crisp as it can be in Autumn
A young boy I was, reaping candies around
For it was the night of the dead, a spooky sound
That buzzed in the air, an unearthly festive scare!

Full of youthful vigor and an energy unmatched
I ran into the darkness, in my hand, treats latched
In an alley unbeknownst to few in this town
A hazy figure stood, giving way to a stare down
It became clear that this was a fellow classmate
Who was well known for his wild, exuberant ways

Whoosh! We both see the reckless verve in our eyes
Whoosh! We run towards each other within great speed
In perfect synchronization, we tackled each other
Down the ground, like wolf pups we howled
Wrestling each other in true celebration
For this was truly an intense night of elation