• Messes of colour paint my sky
    Of blues, purples and reds
    Sun dives
    Stars dance
    Moon laughs
    And all while Volcanoes
    Play the drums.
    Adding light and sound
    Of flashes, booms
    And glows of fire,
    In my sky tonight.
    Peace and chaos march
    Towards each other
    And beautiful battle of
    Nutritious and Delicious
    Like the yin and yang of the world
    Good vs Evil
    Truth vs Lie
    Innocence vs Reality
    All are jumbled and confuzzled
    In my safe house tonight

    What messed up brain creates this.
    Surely one who is mad
    Like our good friend Hannibal
    Or Monsieur Poe.
    No, just my head.
    A lonely teen with too much time
    Too vivid of imagination
    Too rich of descriptions
    Like a triple chocolate cake,
    Being eaten by someone who lives
    On meat and Veggies
    Oh well, it’s me.
    Safe within my world,
    All is welcome, and nothing
    Is scorned.

    And she is ready for the call
    A wiry teen with not enough weight
    Wings of freedom
    (Or wings of hate?)
    A shadowed past,
    More messed than mine.
    I am Yin
    She is Yang
    Opposite we may be
    She is I
    And I is she
    (Whatever that may mean)
    And it’s here we are safe
    Here we are free