Afternoon heat reflected off the
rippling currents of
vapor blurred the horizon. Everything
did you mean to do it?
the los angeles coroner called me
Being, of all Being,
I say with resolve, to hell with God
In the midst of hypocrisy and fraud.
I ask, who are the real blasphemers?
The utter helplessness allows me the
pleasure of the experience as the
earth trembles under foot.
Only the birds have sanctuary; the sky that
Giving way to gravity
Losing the pilot at apogee
To a dare
time is motion
beyond reason and rhyme
Cold gray steel pressed to my temple,
forcing compliance. Poised
to spit its piercing venom; deliver its searing
lead charge into my brain.