~Be You, Don't Change For No One~**

Smoking butterflies

Lilted with jade poison

Swirling into my jeweled lungs

I smile; high on madness

..

No one can defeat me now

The drug monster

Pulsing thru my veins

I feel I can rule this land

..

Though in reality

There is no such thing

..

Metaphors spill from my lips . . .

. . . my blood

..

Eyelids fluttering

Like the wings of a dove

Everything is blurry

White walls; nothing

..

I scream

Confused

Shattered

Lost

..

In pain; lungs bursting

Mind racing

Heart beat beating---

..

I'm slowly dying

My paper body

Inflamed

Essence of butterflies

..

Floating around me

The ones I smoked

The ones I inhaled

They are killing me; whispered I

..

Though I am nothing but a page

Filled with Inkblots

Smudged . . .

My pen comes to save me; yet again

..

It rewrites me

Stitching new stories

Over my old scars

Creating a new me

..

Ink kisses my lips

Her chemicals seeping into my papery skin

Bleeding into me

I'm becoming a scroll

..

Decorated with so many rules

..

As I sigh

My pen stabs into me

Becoming me

I then scream ashes; everything fades black

..

Awakening . . .

I've become a notebook

Staring up at myself

I watch my own face

..

Intense

Dreamy

Thoughtful

. . . Disturbed

..

Pen in my hand

I open myself

Taking the pen

The one, which stabbed me

..

Ink bleeds

Onto my pages

I feel my pain,

My obsessions, my happiness . . .

..

I watch as the spirit of writing

Leaves my body

Folding itself between my pages

Like a bookmark

..

The pen falls from my hand

Landing on me

I watch mystified

As the pen whispers

..

"No one can defeat you now

This is your land,

Your rules, your soul

Welcome to the notebook life'

..

"You wanted something better

So I remade you"

..

-B-but this is not what I want-

I plead; trying to cry

But notebooks don't cry

Only the ink can cry for me; the ink from my pen

..

The pen chuckled

"Then my friend . . .

Be careful what you wish for

You didn't want to be human"

..

"So I made you

Into something better

You are useful now

You are popular"

..

I tried to scream

But I saw myself get up, snatching the smiling pen

I closed myself

Only to be open again when needed . . .

Let me dance a thousand miles
Behind this stream
Drenched in awakenings
Pinned to a budding flower
Fused to the dust on a butterfly's wing

Where arches of the rainbow
Glitter
Like bullet shells on concrete

Snakes purr and humming birds flutter inside my veins
I am nothing but gravity in venom
******* senses out of the universe
Where waters stride across glass and bloom in midair

The nectar is leaking now
Dripping from a hole in the sun
Burning the bones of the branches
Which entwined themselves like tangled thread
Wrapped around my forest

Shall I light the fire from my eyes
Igniting my world with shattered light?

I am alone
But not lost
Even if my pack has long gone

The wounds have finally closed
The flower has blossomed
The hunt has taken place
For my soul is the prey and
My flesh the predator

Let the battle begin

Whether victory or death
The howling of my heart
Will reverberate the roots
of present and past
Or
My footprints will fossil the stones*

Either way . . .
I still win
~

~~
There he was

Glowing in a bundle of stars
Shifted to see his dull reflection
There was no glory in his eyes for they melted a long time ago
Back when the birds flew and the sun smiled

It was all metal now
His world

Tilted into a triangle
Inverted in ink
He had a crumpled paper heart
With permanent creases
He was imperfect

He buried himself in minutes
Swallowing the hollowness from out the air
The shallow room was nothing more
Than a stained glass prison

He disliked the colors
Wishing they would bleed from his sight

They did

But it was only because his prison shattered
For his wings had bloomed

The colors he hated were on his wings

He was free
But he will never forget how his freedom came to be
For those colors were the sorrow he suffered
Now they are the jewels of his rebirth
~~

She bowed before her porcelain throne
Queen of twisted sickness
Deceit prisms cradling between her clavicles
Her marigold eyes swimming in it flood

Her honeycomb heart dripping
With sweet tasting diamonds
Floating in the middle of her ocean belly

A moon growing within

She played with the cadence of her pulsing blood
Her liquid skin melting inside lava worlds
Her Italian tongue dipped in silver language
Her life divided into minerals
Spilling inside the Sky's water

Lady Light with her body
Embroidered into golden and turquoise thread
Stitched inside glowing stars
Mornings stuck to her lips
Like sunset lipstick

While shadows braid sunshine into her hair

"There are spirals in my throat as I bend myself from out of my pupils into this life."

She whispers to the shadows.

Her words melting inside the sandy wall.

"Reality hurts as much as it heals
You have to unfold yourself from the inkwells of your spine
Listen to the desert wind as it will lead you to its streams."

Replied the shadows

Their patterns dancing above the candlelight

Lady Light sighed
Her thoughts rhythmic against her mind

"There is a trail I need to follow
I want to capture peace and love
Like dreams in a dream-catcher
I want to have the treasures from off the edge of the sunrise
Oh how I wish to have the colors of the sky and sun."

The shadows became still amidst the tilting light
Their form advancing; detaching from the walls chains

"You have to unwound the darkness
From your heart and stitch in its place sea pearls
replace the scales of your memory with forgiveness jewels
When others began to see the painting of your life
Let the grays lighten into color
Let it become an inspiration leading others toward good ground."

The shadows voices turned into psalms
A whisper of a smile shone on Lady Light's lips
She turned to thank the misty figures
But they no longer were graffiti on the wall

They stood before her; wings outstretched
Seven Angels
Unchained
Free
Only because Lady Light finally grew wings
From within her heart