In the dawn
The universe may rain ego and rancor but
I want you to fight like cats and dogs.
Shape four skilled intersections twice like the Empire in the hands         of an octopus
And May you Shelter poetic architectures that last virtually as the life of a tortoise.


At Twelve hundred
split into matching halves by drawing imaginary lines through our Psyche and central axis
Because I want you to Puke instinct and weight like the brains of a pigeon engaged solid as a donkey,
So we can all possess the strength of an elephant and
Shine radical and symmetrical like Brittle stars.
Just opine.



Formerly sunset and ahead sunrise
sleep-talk the way dolphins seem to.
Cease to Contain clueless courage as
Humans have complex ears to translate what our blind eye can process.
Mimic the recordings during rest ages,
but even boars can figure out how to make the same sounds we do.
We all want the lion's share so our existence can grow fat as a pig.
If such is perfected, We shall pursue conducive habits like sheep.
I meant, Live long and Prosper.