a stream of hungry eyes ran 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
your hips gyrate in greasy undulations
and your dreams are capable
of transforming life into a parable
will you embark on a quest with me
you said, i want to see the end of the world
will you fight dragons and ***** through the valleys
looking for wrong deeds to right
and endangered kingdoms to protect
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
and you are able to penetrate
through silence into existential glory
excelling at life is complicated
if success is defined by what you know best
at last we return to the place where we can rest
the edge of a cliff is just the start of it
and your musical body breaks me in two
as i see the split inside me
each day i choose to start anew
thank you my brothers for allowing these feelings
you are stallions and we are constantly healing
under-pressure warriors and thread-bare soldiers
instead look out for and stop locking up your daughters
as i collect flowers and place them beside their bed
there is a test our fathers did prepare for us
they said when we are ready
our souls we must bare
and in that barren land
we will be tried for our crimes against man
and if we survive the rest will make sense
we will again be kind to each other
for we know there is more hunger than we can ever fill
i watch your spine as it moves against your will
you are truly beautiful but you don’t even know
that the ways you think you are flawed
are actually your greatest assets; which are
worth more than all the imaginary weddings
or Victorian-style homes with white picket fences
and golden-green gardens with hanging trellises
or any other thing you've ever dreamed of in your head
to distract you from knowing your own reflection