With a breath of life
We used all our might
To travel the skies
In our great disguise.
To the Outer Rim
And then the Deep Core.

Coruscant beware
*** ***** going down
Worst than Alderaan.
Upon fleets of ships.
In the snow and sand.
We can see it all.

But there is one thing
Something to mention.
The Force may be strong
But not for too long
So quit wasting time
Be my valentine

My very favorite window
I pass you every day
Sometimes the sun shines
Through the coruscant pane
Each time we meet in silence
But words would be pointless
For you are just glass; I can see right through you
You must see me too

My very favorite window
Inanimate but not lifeless our
Rapport resembles rain
That rolls like tears upon the hour
I pass you as we share reflection
If only I could pause time to sit and stare to wonder and cry
Against your cool surface

My very favorite window
I love you the most
Wind who whistles
Like the moaning of a ghost
I know you must get lonely
Although company passes, they ignore the beauty
Your sublime conveyance of nature's seasons is why
You're my favorite window

The city light stars
Still appear to me scars
On the surface of Earth
More resembling Mars
Than the sapphire,
Emerald
Bejeweled sphere of life
With a white veil of clouds
To shield us from the light
Of the sovereign
Solar glare's
Untimely flare
And the holes
In the ozone
We can not repair
Nor can we reconstruct
Thawing glacial palatial
Ice capitals crumbling
In queendoms of Nature
The nature of humans
To topple it,
Profit it
Then in its place
Build a shining metropolis
Profligate in
Its consumption expansion
Suffusing, subsuming
The entire planet
New homes
From the old
To seek shelter from cold
Are those city light stars
Such a sight to behold

Exuding supernova suns
Through sensory explosions
Otherworldly forms of fun
When the Mother Earth has chosen
Pheonix forces I become
As I'm making moves like Gambit
Checking Bishop's loaded gun

For I am gods and I am mortals
I am everything and nothing
I am trans-dimension portals
Into realms of onto something
More than human paranormals
By detaching from possessions
To an equinox of vernals

I am blissful blossoms blooming
Unabashful beaming brilliance
Blithe brain blasts of bold babooning
Big Bang bomb bursts blowin' billions
Burning bourgeoisies by booming  
Bolshevism boiling blood's
Broke-bank Bane of bat-cave brooding

Jedi masterful mind trips
Skywalkin' Bespin nonchalant
'Cuz no force-choking Vader grips
Can bring me down to Coruscant
And no Death Star apocalypse
Can stop the peace I'm keepin' in
My rogue one rebel leader-ships  

Fearless with my laser sword
And selfless Star Trek Enterprise
To defeat the Klingon horde
The ego of Galactus dies
Upon my Silver Surfer board
Still Samwise to my Frodo quest
To sonicdoom the Mordor Lord

Never in your life has a nightmare
been as **** as this -
the hag that had once repulsed you, now preens,
rubs her *******, blows you a kiss.

["Hiya sweetie..."]

Oh, she grins and giggles
removes her mouth and opens up a rotted carcass;
moth-eaten rags hanging off
her bony chest that's puerile and heartless,

dancing in pools of stagnating, coruscant blood,
stroking the tender fabric of your deepest frights -
arching her back, licking her lips,
she rips holes in her legs beneath sultry velvet tights,

******* clad, her old sagging skin
waxy and sick,
whacking her *** naughtily

[Slap! Slap!]

as she gives you a cheeky lil' wink -

#FLASH#

you're wide awake, stiff upright
sweaty and cold -
desperately trying to get to grips, but knowing

[too little, too late]

that to the darkness your soul is
forever sold.

By acquisition of perfidiousness,
  superabundant equanimity serves as cynosure
for perspicacious circumlocution
  Extricated from acumen by coruscant conviviality
     prescient luminescence elicits magnanimous ebullience
   Profundity wrought the saxicolous
    Winebibber, penultimate in cupidity
    Unencumbered by concupiscence
   in which anomalistic accoutrements might unto be bequeathed
Alas, only by auspices, might idiosyncrasies be brought to be remunerative
As such, in trust, bellwether, to excogitate and make usufruct
is as to find parsimonious, what opulence incorrigibly writhes therein
By hedonistic primal instinct, chase, to what is callipygian

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Secrets
The world keep on turning, but I am still here.
I am stuck here like silence in the middle of nothing.
I am alone and around me, are the arms of sleeping horror.
I cannot withstand Coruscant's curiosity
When its starry eyes leer at my chronic death.

Histrionic chains strangely entice me
Into Narcissism and Masochism that keeps my heart sterile.
Sterile to even little shots of hope that could, one day,
Make value that stretches.

I am a dazed-*** disciple of the Sun,
Snaking him around fears that may ever last.
Sometimes I want to give in and sink into the flares,
But then I am cheated and centrifuged by gravity.

I am just a speck of dust in a cold universe.
Losing or gaining is just some Sum 41's first flight.
I remain secrets, until he radiates for my hope to awake.
He is my Sun, and his flares are the death and life of me.

Escape your nest tonight, quest shelter in the sight of

Coruscant furtherance unfurling evermore.
The stories petrified cast off, at length reborn.

Disarm your mind, let every instance feel invited.

Allow nocturnal air to slake coeval thirst,
And hear me out, before my fading voice is lost.


For I saw verity that peals the knell of slumber.

I saw you gazing down the verge of last beyond.
The labyrinthine vasts I fleetingly discerned,

Where paths are crossed, yet crossway splits no path asunder,

Where past dictates the fate to come in grand and least,
Where no beginnings, ends, nor even nows exist.


I watched you all gain the conclusion of your journey.

I watched you kneel before the main of sovereign naught,
As for another chance you earnestly besought

To nurture child within, to stay yourself. Tomorrow,

When dawn ignites, and you awake as young as ere –
Remember mercy in the eyes of dark out there.


Escape your nest tonight, quest shelter in the sight of

Coruscant furtherance unfurling evermore.
The stories petrified cast off, at length reborn.

Disarm your mind, let every instance feel invited.

Allow nocturnal air to slake coeval thirst,
And hear me out, before my fading voice is lost.