Dear Godzilla,
Kraken,
Scylla,
Mokele-Mbembe,
Baphomet,
Tiamat,
Typhoo­n,
Abaddon,
Leviathan,
and Sargon.

Just engulf us and end this misery.

whisk eggs,
pop ‘em in the pan;
tilt and rotate,
toss the omelette—
catch it if you can.

On a cliff
One of us wishes to fall
To quiet down
These grieving bones
These restless hearts

Oh the heaviness
Of being a stone
In a sea of pulsating flesh

“If there is no enemy within,
the enemy outside can do us no harm”

I wonder
Will we become what we
Have always dreamed
of being:
At peace
With ourselves

Terrified
Stupefied
On how the sun feels warmer
When you've spent years being cold

This weightlessness
What a peculiar taste

As the sun cries itself to sleep
His room is flooded
With warm, gentle, orange glow

The sun
Like her coffee-flavored kisses
Refuses to be forgotten

Sunset
Slip quietly and sadly beyond view

Sunset
A revelation
That end holds beauty too