A side-winding snake
Glides over the packed desert earth
A wellspring of cold clear water
Gushes generously ahead
I slurp out of my clean cupped hands
Burnt but refreshed

I wanna do a backflip
Just to prove
I can move my body
Any way I like
I want to curl up next to you
And fall asleep on your arm
To feel your heart beating
And your waves across my skin
I could stare at you all day
And get tangled in your beauty
Diversions in these bodies
Fun and sex and nudity

I know my life
Is the most important story ever told
The secrets of the universe
Are hidden in me
I know the terrain
I will be my guide

Have you ever watched yourself murder
In cold blood
With no remorse
And thirst for more
In the absence of God and love
Have you ever felt your face
Twist demonically
As you shoved a stranger
Felt your cheek grow numb in rage?
Have you ever stabbed someone
Then enjoyed
The quickening of your pulse
As you watched them struggle
Has rage infected you?

It's not that humans are basically good
That gives me hope
But that they're basically basic

We make people complex
With our words and gossip
When the truth is usually simple

Neither moved by evil
Nor compelled by good
A human acts human
In response to human needs

If you are still confused
There is no lazy
There is no stupid

There is only human

A lump in my throat
But pride in my step
My training was perfect
I am ready and excited
For all that can be
It's within my reach

A healthy distaste
That squeezes the heart
Similar enough
But worlds apart
A push of a magnet
Of opposite pole
Your actions a joke
Your words burn as coal
In the furnace that fuels
My escape from this earth
Distanced from you
Finding my truth

Clear the clutter
Find a place
Make some space
For magic

Blue faced clowns
With jester hats
Scratching at the door
Looking for flowers and grass and sunshine
But there's a leak and water's on the floor

A gun to the head of a faithful friend
Sometimes they just kill themselves
But if we are what they were
There's order in chaos
And comfort in order
So life marches on
In predictable succession
It all makes sense when they're gone

Then back to the bliss
Behind our brains, pull the curtains
And stop the show
And the sounds and color of black infinity
Silence the narration that rocks the boat

I'm dying on the inside
And I keep on dropping bombs
One by one
Down my throat
I moan and miss my mom
I no longer pause before killing
All offenders must be put down
One by one
Stoic and focused
Fiercely claiming my ground