I lit another cigarette,
just to kill some stress,
and maybe some time.
...
Look upon my kingly empire,
built on blood,
on that thousandth lie,
on the honest cheat,
...
I sat on my porch,
and watched the timeless warriors,
Battle with their katanas,
And kimonos,
...
An explosion goes off in front of me,
loud as thunder and quick as lightning,
and it hits like a speeding locomotive.
...
Car after car after car,
passes by us,
speeding by under attractive streetlights.
...
Staring into a dirty bathroom mirror,
your eyes are wet,
and your skin is pale.
...
We crossed Heaven county border lines,
unto the bright Angelic host of purifying trumpets,
and lights to be seen and heard,
for a thousand nights.
...
Your femininity,
rolls up like a flower,
blooming bright clouds,
of color,
...
The moon shone brilliantly
against the night sky
and the rain fell gently
on our bodies.
...
I spent the night in meditation
in lotus position I sat
harmonious and bright
a shine like the Buddha.
...
Hurricanes
Olympus flash,
A Zeus hurled spear,
lighting the dark canvas.
The rain falls pitter-patter,
against my windows,
forming a small rhythm.
Another thunderous boom,
Thor's hammer strikes,
the rain becomes aggressive.
A wind gust,
of monsoon anger,
rages hard.
I find myself scared,
this hurricane weather,
reminds me of us.
A storm would rage,
inside my body,
a real typhoon.
I never knew why,
the rain clouds never left,
a real torture,
lightning quick and fierce.