I am in limbo
between universes
between stars
I am ensconced
in my own light
in tangible luminance
stored deep inside
tiny
glass jars
I am whirling into new orbit
as I take on this luster,
this shine
I furl forth choices
in magic spells weaving
and take back
what was always
so rightfully mine
I now hold the staff
that will part the seas
of my new way
in this labor
because, honey, there
ain't no time
to waste
no horse
no glowing, knighted savior
Until this hour
I was crawling
but I now I start to rise
as I have my final say
and the northern lights
spew out from behind my eyes
I am through with
this land of ice, land of jagged spires
It is time to bust up
all those submissive plans
and spray the whole
place with arctic fire
yeah time to mark it
juice it up
till it licks up pain, till it burns
release pent up years
of unneeded conflict,
of tensed up
twists and turns
so just you try
to break me apart
as I try to navigate
between tectonic plates
on two lands
The only knight here
is my own true self
the situation neatly
in my
hot little hands
Written with the assistance of assorted empowering musical mind trips, such as New World part 2 and Polar Intertia-Vertical Ice.