i insist that you walk with me into the volcano’s flames spraying beauty in your wake relatives remake their reality to reflect the space of awareness in which they dwell consequences are plenty that alone i can tell you stairways open into bottomless spirals underground i rise in thrones of diamond light throats cut by words of pride and perfect sight you gave me the keys to weep for all the jealous dancers who partake in the genocide of mice is this the sweat of our passions or just the price of our pride that pours from our tribe into a stream of hungry eyes that runs down the mountainside a flock of birds can put you to sleep so count sheep like you count rainbows set your alarm to wake you for as you sleep in the stables your eyes water like fables excuse our greasy undulations these dreams are capable of transforming your life into a parable will you embark on a quest with me i want to see the end of the world will you fight dragons and ***** through the valleys looking for wrong deeds to right love is a prism, it reflects your longing for god is the rainbow that is never boring a haiku is structured out of a rhythm so ancient it contemplates itself so you are able to penetrate through silence into existential glory excelling at life is complicated if success is defined solely by what you know best