Mist Opportunity

PROLOGUE

My battery is low, and it is getting dark.

My voice is hoarse, and I am running out of oxygen.

The night is dark, and it is full of secrets, hidden in a dustbowl.

I lay in the haunting sweep of blooming red violence and drift into slumber eternal

ONE: OVERVIEW

I walk the many faced orb of your desire

I’ve seen the beast of a faraway prize

I’ve seen the fawning, I’ve seen the fire

//

The evaporated nothingness ever drier

that pours technologic liquid from my eyes

I will sentence my corpse to the pyre

//

The stars ring out a heavenly choir

to my deaf shell it need not apply,

for I have foreseen the future, and I need not remember the prior

//

The tread of the ground is a ceaseless wire

A tightrope walker born to die

Lost in my current, beginning to tire

//

Beautiful man on the opposite end, a liar

who promises he peddles not lies

I only wish to fly higher

//

I sink slow and lazy into the briar,

my new home, my disguise

I am engulfed by the ebb and flow of the mire;

commence the search for new hire

TWO: ADVENTURE

Brave knight brave night

Come to me in your sweet melancholy

Push away the pain of isolation

The numb brain held fast in a sphere of consciousness

//

Beautiful boy beautiful forever

Beyond the overreaching steps and bounds of humanity

Past the searching and prodding of a gendered finger

The grubby hands can’t touch the trail of dust you force feed them

//

You eat the Earth and swallow Time

Come to me in the darkest of hours, the deepest devoured

I will be the mother you never wanted,

and the yearning of release you always did

//

Time walker time waker

You shift like a clock in infinity

Even I am powerless to stop

your endless explorations

THREE: MESSENGER

To you, to you

A message I send to you

Set in code

In numerical scores

(like a forgotten Mozart, a transcendent Shakespeare)

01001101 01111001

01100010 01100001 01110100 01110100 01100101 01110010 01111001

01101001 01110011

01101100 01101111 01110111

00101100

01100001 01101110 01100100

01101001 01110100

01101001 01110011

01100111 01100101 01110100 01110100 01101001 01101110 011100111

01100100 01100001 01110010 01101011

FOUR: SPACE COWBOY

Whirlwind, skyscraper, steel-toed mercy

These are all the things I do to please her, Circe

Woman by day, sorceress by night

I fight and fight and fight and fight

//

Over glorified space cowboy on the loose

Rubber necked chicken with the attitude of a goose

Screaming somewhere into space

Cursing the name of the human race

//

Renegade, overpaid, here I stay, a lonesome Romeo

Broke my back, blackest black, a rainbow flag, no homo

Gone away, another day, safe to say, I’m invisible

Into the storm, away where it’s warm, take on new norms, invincible

//

I want my brother back

Trace another track

Lost in a losing vesseled void

My heart burns with tragedy I can’t avoid

EPILOGUE

Thou art a simple fellow, beyond the barricade of communicative errors

You radiate where I cannot, shine where I shalt not

I have lost myself along the tender lines of fifteen years gone by

I am a widow, and to you I burn my last insignia

For you have fuel to start and end a thousand fires, and it will one day once more be bright