My life is a
match,
striking the box,
exploding into flame

The power of friction

Burning brightly,
hot
with youthful energy

Slowly the flame dies
until a smoke trail leads
to a burnt match tossed
to the floor

smoldering in place

Sharp teeth
in rows on a strong jaw
snapping
at the finger tips
that scratch
razor wire claws

Breathing with
intention
beating expectation
that's what we do
that's what we're known
for
victory against
adversity

Don't underestimate me

Don't declare the heart stopped
beating
it pumps for life
it pumps for others
it's ready for anything

Your sharp teeth are dulled

Sink deeply
Into sleep and
Dream of
Bright places
Where you can rest
And write the pages
Of your life
You deserve

Reset your beating heart
To the beat of heavy rhythmic
Pleasure
And succumb to the voice
Of gracious mystic
Splendor

Let your eyes devour
The light of reflected dreams
And lungs gulp
What ink has already
Described

We'll find a way out
And dive deeply
Into the seas that surrounds
The souls of
True loves
Harmony

I bleed red
as do you
I suffer in my body
in ways you
may
recognize,
how shocking it
is when we
realize,
not all bullets
are made of lead
not all bombs
are detonated
to ****
but to control
removing all humanity
from flesh
and bone