Years 1315 to1317 saw almost nothing peak out of the earth,

As the Baltic world bathed in a soaking wet dearth.

Soon youngsters rested on tongues as their bones rested in matryiums,

They had been haunted by hunger and devoured by familial delirium.

Sacrilegious acts or purely primal,

Parents took their offspring into woodlands for survival.

Ever-ailing gardens led to a second attempt,

The siblings took each other's hands feeling their maker's contempt.

Gaunt birds probably ate those crumbs as they went on ahead,

Thinking a rickety wooden house was made of gingerbread.

Trust me when I say,

Hansel and Gretal did make it back home that day,

But blame the famine for the illusion

For even mothers can seem like witches when they attempt to feed on their only children.

Years 1315 to 1317 saw almost nothing peak out of the earth

As the Baltic world bathed in a soaking wet dearth.

Soon youngsters rested on tongues as their bones rested in matryiums,

They had been haunted by hunger and devoured by familial delirium.

Sacrilegious acts or purely primal,

Parents took their offspring into woodlands for survival.

Ever-ailing gardens led to a second attempt,

The siblings took each other's hands feeling their maker's contempt.

Gaunt birds probably ate those crumbs as they went on ahead,

Thinking a rickety wooden house was made of gingerbread.

Trust me when I say,

Hansel and Gretal did make it back home that day,

But blame the famine for the illusion

For even mothers can seem like witches when they attempt to feed on their only children.

Pulled out of a meaningless dream

To possess such power

That I may crack like the moon

And leak galaxies,

Bodies of milk that are unforgiving in their might,

What is omnipotence to a slave?

I don't even bend.

Instead,

I see the souls of men

Beaming from their bellies

As though they've all swallowed dying stars,

I know I have the power to blow out those eternal flames,

How do I know?

How do I see?

How many worlds could I end by breathing enough?

My lungs seem to hold aliens now,

There are gods seeping out of my mouth to enchant,

I feel I know too much.

I could speak and melt nations.

My power may enslave.

Humanity and I are incompatible now.

I've touched the glass between mortal and Maker,

But it feels like climbing a cumulonibus cloud and finally reaching that heavenly Himalayan high.

Holy.

Peaceful.

Free, I am no longer a slave.

i smother the creases on my hands against your own

they are raindrops to you oceanic length.

i am still water to your moving and rumbling and undying underhanded motions

you quiver like God.

i must have been anointed when the touching of you skin met the touching of mine

i must have been liquid within your grip as you tried you warmed my blue fingertips.

there are so many trips

unquantifiable trips into the mind of your phalanges and carpals

i even see you cuts,

travelling into you and out of you and into you again as dolphins need to breath.

Dahlia always wakes with the scent of Paloma the tequila and Piña Colada the rum on her young breath;

Dahlia gives herself to the every kind of golden shore of poison in every kind of pretty little glass.

She can’t remember how she got onto the stage with the predatory audience

But she dances like she’s seen it all and laughs like God can’t her.

She can’t remember how Sinaloa became her new home

She can’t remember what California ice cream tastes like.

She can remember the milky van and the tattooed fox who collected pretty and homeless,unruly girls.

She can remember the drink he offered her

It was one of many.

And he is like the alcohol

Gold of the skin and swirl of her mentality

She is like the glass that holds her daily sin.

To block out the haze of working for Papi Chapo she rides those toxic dreams and remembers the gin when the sun bleeds and the vodka when the heat stings.

She turns diamonds into snow for a living

She turns married men to adulterers for a price she never sees.

Tomorrow,

Like today

She will promise to run away and tomorrow,

Like today

Will wake up in the afternoon with a headache and the toxin in her body.