its a nightmare
ill never wake up.

in the minds eye
is a minds eye.

we see who blinks first.

my skin is a wax coat of pesticides.
leaking into the moisture of my meat.
my pit is a genetically unsound mass.

the only pure fruit
is the idea of the fruit.

it blossoms in a field
which weighs less than air.
it feeds on a substance
lighter than light.

in my past life
i was a dog.
i went to my grave
several centuries from now
and dug up my elephant bones.
i went back and gave myself
my bones to chew on.
patted my head.
scratched behind the ears.
sat and became friends.
watched him grow old and die.
i dont have the heart
to leave his side.

as a child
i lay awake
with zombies floating
outside of my window.

too terrified
to sleep.

not long ago
i was a zombie
breaking the glass
of my childhood window
seeing the boy in bed
as i peeled off my skin
and crawled through
to eat him.

one day youll look in your heart
and youll see everyone.

observe with eye
see with soul
heal with hand
touch with love
love with mind
think with heart
feel with empathy
learn with emotion
interperate with consciousness
teach with compassion