Real-sun-rize Realeyes

This sunrise can no longer slumber on the line of the horizon
It must crack the sky, blind every eye in sight of sight
Muddle the blight that has blanketed this world
His world
Bright shafts that slice, skewer, stab and shank
Stealthily
There is no such thing as a timid crack of dawn
When Ra rises you can feel it, know it on a cellular, instinctive level
The clouds swell, revel and are compelled to show the light, spill the light, work with the light
To magnify its brilliance
The sun doesn’t try to be spectacular, warming, hot, bright, obvious or searing
It merely is
It was created this way
As was I
Eye stare up at the sun, gaze un-shaded, pupils invaded with this heavenly heat
I do not blink, scrunch, wince or cringe
For that original orb of opulence has a light that mirrors mine own
That globe of burning gas is the center that holds our universe together, roots everything into place
Not because it wants to, but simply because it does
The sun does not wonder who, what, where, why when or how it is
It simply is
Flaring, glaring, sharing and declaring itself the only way that it knows how
The only way that it can
Because that is how it was engineered, that is the method of this universal madness
Does the sun doubt itself? Does the sun burn with fear? Does the sun attempt to veil itself behind Venus or Jupiter? Making itself smaller so that it cannot be seen
No
The sun is simply the sun
And in its name is where it finds itself
Just as in my game is where I play myself
Time out
I need to reset the board
Just figured out the rules

Soul-On Collision

Spin back forward upside down reverse turned inside out
Is where I am
Contort myself out of shape into a metaphor of my natural being
Redefine the word perfection, a name I once had
Traded it in for something with power-steering and anti-lock brakes
Only to see I’m the only one who was braking
St-t-t-t-t-tuttering, jerking, sliding and swerving down my road
Unseeing with blinders, shielded by a veiled force field
Didn’t even know I had my seatbelt on
Keeps me safe, secure, protected…clean
But I need to be vulnerable, need to fly through the windshield like a brushstroke through the air
Watch the chaos flow like molasses, sweet, fresh, dark and thick
Like me
Every bone in my body is shattered, protruding from my scratched skin
Revealing the real me underneath
The me that has no skin because I cannot be contained
The me that has no skeleton because I slip into every crack, crevice, nook and frame I encounter
The me that has no blood because I am the life-giving liquid pump pump pumping through the universe’s veins
The me that has no mind because I am the thought that thinks, the idea that inspires, the memory that monopolizes
Never have I been so relieved not to have insurance
Those Allstate hands cup and bring me to your good neighbor’s lips and give them succor
Infecting you with the best virus you’ve never had
No need for antibiotics, for I am the anti-hypnotic that brings you out of the Matrix
I give you a fever and force you to sweat out the tyrannical toxins that seep in to your skin
I force you to stay in bed so that you may sleep and dream and remember who we are
Cough up the phlem stuck in your throat that keeps you from speaking the truth
No need for ice, burn hot, burn brilliant, burn bright and burn out of your flesh and sizzle and pop like hot bacon grease
Take off your seat belt, drive with your eyes closed and let your soul guide you
Accelerate through red lights, halt at green lights and do whatever the hell you damn well please at yellow lights
Or better yet…
Just walk