you try to tell your feet to stay put
but the sky keeps reining you in
stretching air-thin
so float cloud-charged over the dead city
where steel people throw their hands up
for what the weather might bring
and we are the twice-striking lightning
fighting for a return to flesh mode
without the culture-biting whitening

flying past the easy anomaly
that traps most seekers with thoughts
of color-blind teachers and
infinitely attentive students: analogy

it's not that simple
it's more simple and human
than numbers and tones
people live in binary code
and never get to three
there's no eye left to see
i'm living post-free post-me
sending unmarked gifts
care of your eyes packaged pre-

catch us in a child's cheek
as smiles wrinkle time in hell
and twice we come crashing down
to thunderous ovations of our own making

little kids covering their ears because the truth is a loud foreign noise bad men telling good boys about the dangers of kite-flying on a night such as this so they leave copper keys locked in hearts forbade exposure lest another male sense sensitivity on such an epic level

a feminine step; fairies skip
between our heavens
lost in unburdened bliss
not until you're dead though
and ready to scorch the earth; you made
your immoral bed on these past decades
blind the blind before they fall in skip
bleed for me and we'll consider the application
hurt like her and we'll acknowledge the fire

die like this
this...and this love
learns to live burns and mistrusts
the brief judgement from the skies

a metaphor supreme
and the whole world a simile for a dream
meant to get foggy
shunning mental memory
too short-lived for what our bodies recall
and what our spirits are still called

it's waiting somewhere for all of us converting stuck feet to static charges in the stratosphere against the greater necropolitan area - a forward march - an all out attack with war drums and battle lightnings storming globalized gates and stock-optioned automatons to win back young minds that have no idea of the power residing inside the space we're spread amongst -

slice my tongue
and let the words drip down
to stain the the sword soft

crush my feet
in this mindless stampede
to stay stupid on the ground

tear out a floating heart
and squeeze the juice over
party-purchased plastic flowers

cause everyone needs to grow green
and dry their eyes of shame

we are the twice-striking lightning
beating the drum
that brings
the rain