My name is Pablo Cervantes
But you can call me Quinton Saint Clair
I’m something rare like turquoise tangerines
Or crystal cathedrals and blistering sunbeams,
My stare is a raw gaze full of awe like ocean’s dawn
I ride ******* on polar bears in the dead Alaskan air
Slay undead corpses, a tantalizing career  
Drink the tears of Jesus to make life clear  
Eat waterfalls for breakfast, mountains for lunch, and last, but not least I feast on shooting stars before I go to sleep
Just call me Quinton Saint Clair savior of all quintessential affairs