They'd rather we hide
our magic
underneath the stones
thrown at us
to keep us quiet and
away from our power

But we are
everywhere

In the fire you burnt us
to be reborn again
from the soot

In the air you suffocated us
to wax and wane again
with the breath of the moon
within us

In the water you drowned us
to birth bolder
lungs to cradle us again
with her blood

In the earth you buried us to
grow again like seeds from its
precious womb

We have been guilty
when the mind takes over

heed the human debris

but let the ego    go

it does not need
to be taken hostage

OR

Smacked in the face

lend a soulful ear, instead

don't test the waters just yet

see it
for the ego wants to
be seen

then proceed
with extreme caution

until you feel the
depths of your being
anchor you

let go

move in the heart

Then

every action
will be exactly what
is needed

let the cleansing of
time wash over you
and move in peace

And you

No love, for us?

Stabbed in the

back for "becky with

the good hair."

never-ending smirk

wielded to that

bombast head

My feet

not kissed

These parts

You missed

betrayal is as ancient

as a sacred

***** mistress

He is double-sided
and speaks with a second tongue
There are legions of him
sneaking out from under stones
casting spells
to win you over
would-be plasticized trophy

He will bamboozle you
with the nectar from his lips
He's no sir lancelot but
a shapeshifting
boogie man waiting to
kidnap you and
hang you on his wall

old light. there's
mold on your
information.

your me
is flipped through
photo album. i am

somewhere between
the solar spasms,
deleted and spatial,
****** off. holding

no grudge, i
just can't care
that hard anymore. all

i want is
soaring silent synths
and eyes, mine, closed,
holding vacuums on the lids.