Stare Blue

Tunneling a spiral force of legs I brilliantly release for earthen intervention the raining jungle recognizes me; this is where I roam. My people ask of me to retrieve hemp twine from Lenardo the priest doctor; he spins a pyramid spoke wheel.

"Hey Amethyst, how's the jungle for those toes?"

"Kind of slippery...."

"Did you hear that?"

Leaping frogs glide a sorrowful announcement, snakes stare into the direction of my instinct; here where I roam, thirty-seven bodies of my home. Blood droplets form moistening lagoon footprints, silence betrays the noise; I gather bamboo rafts for bedded lily pads, tie each floating face together into triangular portions, I walk through the water while my neighboring possessions witness a woman I capture inside the mysterious reflection, Narcissus ripples.

"Amethyst, I know dear one; Pandora's Box is waiting. As we bitch and moan we shall always be sisters evermore...."

"Indeed."

"....they will go to the zone....will they return?"

"Neither of us know I suppose."

"What do we know?"

".....I know you are in a world I dare not interfere..."

"As do I for you; what if we were in the same?"

"I may finally see my self."

"How do I appear to you?"

"........you are a cobalt blue impressionistic person."

"I was trying to look frightening."

".....dearest me not at all. I am actually glad to see you."

"Me too."

"You are crying blood as well."

"They were my friends..."

"Me too."

"What happened?"

"I am not sure but Lenny heard a sound."

".....all they was doing was reaping the rice patties..."

"This must of happened there too..."

"........Korea."

"Yeah....is it an island or peninsula?"

"They say there is a seamstress from the peninsula portion....I suppose somewhere between.....I dreamed of their surrender and submission and dispersement all over forbidden earth....you searched for them but only to be discriminated for your walk....by a man who drinks too much coffee and wears a uniform....I became your eyes as he screamed at you and betrayed humans....I became your ears as he yelled into them....he called you a nigger....but you did not hear or see.....he was but a fool and very obese...........you looked so awfully beautiful....my dearest friend.....you were the most beautiful I had seen you. He waved his hand in front of your eyes and you could not see.....you could not hear his terrible ugly voice. He was so scared of your silence and he locked himself into a trap. He was pretending to be somebody he was not.......but he attempted to steal freedom....some fool in a red car spoke of you as dirt and there is where he lays with a skull burned into his arm.....a skull evermore into his arm.....they all betrayed you....you hang upon a cross.......they are no one...no one to us."

"We often are a silent team are we not?"

"Evermore my dear....I am your eyes and ears."

"Thus shall come to pass?"

"Hasn't it already?"

"....who knew of us?"

"Six hundred and seven...."

"What were they doing?"

".......sitting in a corner crying.....thinking of you....and such misery for not being there with you......such misery for not being there with you....I watch you cry for this....why I wonder not for your self I often wonder....then I realize we are the same....the betrayers suffer more than we discuss.....even the man in the house became angry with them for such....this man was a pain in the butt for the both of our butts. You wondered how he disappeared....the yelling figurine holding a gun to your face.....a gun. They all thought they were your family but.....they are no one....no one to us. Remember this evermore. You will be the last one standing inside the desert and I will be there.....picking dried flowers. Candula petals....anyways those people are nothing to us for they bring nothing but lies and misery and entrapment upon themselves.....especially the one with that dies within every moment....you cannot see or hear them well.....they don't call you names though and try to discuss of you as some kind of member of some sort of team but I despise them regardless for trapping you with some kind of mortal woe of their own....more than a misunderstanding.........so many people were angry for you......felt helpless but to suffer as you.....all they can do is speak. They speak for you.....that man in the house was angry for you which baffled us both....he keeps repeating to himself that you did not have to stop for such nonsense but better for us to surrender than fight a never ending battle to find this.....again and again..........you are the shadows you can blend into them but you chose to walk the same walk as always....so many people saw it and cursed at him but you could not see or hear....you wondered why nobody was there. I wondered if anything would ever change. So did you......he was a worthless creature and his last words spoke of you as the Queen of Damnation and Death......yet neither of us could recall what he looked like. You hang upon a cross......three inside a compass....there he is in the center....there you both are alongside.....I am ready for the same because I want to see you on that forbidden earth...the panther woman....I laughed so much an evil touch for the panther woman the black panther inside the darkness.................damn Amethyst those people really wanted something from you but all they did was barricade and trap trying to find a moment to speak with you out of sheer bad intention...I wondered why and that's when I just fucked them all up so you don't mind. You feared for your freedom because it was needed by everyone.....some Marsh woman tried so hard to trick you but it didn't work and that sweaty man just fell to pieces quite literally.....I despised them all. I do believe you missed me and adored me as your solemn family."

"....I do adore you but we are supposed to act like enemies."

"Oh yeah I forgot. Anyways the box should do what we know it does..."

"Who is listening?"

"That is the problem....we don't know. Oh dearest Cordelia and dearest Victor of Victoria......the world was coming undone. I will be with you until the end. But I really don't want to see any fucking things with spots and......whatever the fuck those bovine fuckers were on that damn confusing ass poster you had to remember for fuck's sake you did it for Calvin and for me. It took us forever to figure out that one.........god damn it. God damn Amethyst! Nobody is anybody until they are us. Regardless....the smallest for your actions inside that world were so damn enormous I wondered for wonder! So I thought of a purple dress I saw upon your mother and you thought of a pattern that involved my body.....I guess we both move too quickly for deeper consideration as I am now this and I can't say I am happy with it like you were so unhappy in my dreams."

"What would I have done if I had heard and seen him?"

".....I don't know my dear one. I don't know....hear no evil, see no evil, and speak none. Thine is a monkey and I was one as well......we just didn't care for it and preferred it that way."

"Interesting."

"Oh those people woe for your demise for moments of blood flowing inside their splendid veins....they were more human than human. I don't know why that man treated you like that. They were so foolish to ask of him to bother you.....they bothered you so much I wished damnation upon them and the Prince granted as you granted the wish of mine for those who bother him. I didn't wish death but damnation was a glory of your hive's majesty. Those people wished death evermore and damnation for those; the ones who suffered as us....that is. I suppose he did so just to explore human nature against the earth. I suppose he did so because he learned it from an asshole.....I suppose he did so because he was rotten from within to spoil upon the skin. Oh dearest me the beeping androids were so god damn angry. We couldn't even keep them calm......it was miserable....for any other than us. Strange......strange for them to be so politely directive and quite indisposed for compassion. All these people could do is bitch! They kept telling us to do what is impolite and not British. Then the people still complained about them but they still did the same I wondered what would happen to us but then I didn't care anymore.....but that was the last for such nonsense from people like that man and the man with him the pretenders. Now you must do something for me that will last for eternity."

"As you wish my dearest reflection. I rather see your face than my own."

"Oh and why is that and don't tell me some bull shit Girl."

"Because yours is a friendly face and mine is a frown."

"....oddly enough I feel the same way about you."

"....I saw your body inside one of the vintage crystal tablet articles."

"Oh?"

".......uh huh!"

"And?"

"...."

"And!"

"You were a very nice looking and adorable woman."

"That was the problem."

"You surrendered long before I even thought of such."

"......I had them bring you black coffee; I want you to paint your body entirely and be naked for a fight that will become eternity."

"You got it."

"I will guide you through the nightmare and you will remember us."

"How will I hear you?"

"There is a device that Gremlin made......oh fuck I am crying too much. You looked so damn brilliant girl. I was so god damn proud to be black......blacker than ever....blacker than night just cause you stood there and didn't do a damn thing....and then you felt the same about me and we were victorious inside our selves. Gun shots into the alleys from hopeless fools.....and they all died miserably from digitized animosity created from their own self.....and it was already beginning.....and it was time....and it was coming for you.....and you drank tea. My friend drank tea and thought of me and the tears we share.....and Zyna did the same unto us as they treated him the same and they did so unto our Leonna and unto our Delia.....good hell.....shackles and chains.....balls of iron....cannon explosions.....and the armor of our souls...........our souls as one and we were the panthers prowling the darkness.....and there was this flag my dearest one just for the crazy little chocolate boy who came out on the conveyor wrapped in foil.....he was a lion wearing a crown and a medallion septor.....we thought it was the damnedest thing. Oh god's hell that house you were in was so damn confusing inside my dream. The man was going crazy with anger for what happened to you and that they interrupted his donkey research....but he was a programmed muse for deadliness....we were slightly astonished with an evil effortless giggle.....but he had to do the same and surrender when they came for him. And they let him go...then he understood. And that to him was the last lesson he wanted to learn on forbidden earth was to give up for all that was done. They accused him of stealing! When all he was doing was gathering bread from a market....can't say it was good bread or worth a damn cent....they give it to him....stale and indecent....strange. Very strange.....the people who betrayed all of us were somewhat baffled by their actions and questioned their own self. The one woman wondered who she spoke for when she did not feel the same. But she continued....whatever. They were worried about painted eggs and you worried about boiled eggs.....I ate one. It made me feel like an egghead. You agreed with this notion whole heartedly.....some people thought words you wrote were nonsense but came to understand that their being was nonsense. They complained to themselves for a while but there was some message sent out with a donkey kick that stated 'GET OVER IT' which I thought was god damn fucking horrendously fucking hilarious......we both chuckled. And you can do some crazy things with your feet....so....henceforth we realized there is nobody to depend upon except for the body we got to work with. Oh dear the six hundred plus......they were tributaries into a blood river flowing everlasting and we thought of who rides along....."

"....are we the river or do we move thine oar to a destination?"

"Thine oar is ours....our oar as a single moving ecstasy."

"Where are we destined?"

"Zion!"

"......yes....."

"Furthermore these dreams were real and I recall we both recall at the moment we experience the dream. My niggah.....bread, eggs, blood, panthers, and district. A world falling apart and people desperately holding onto the pieces........none shall be none to us until they are us....then and only then.....well whatever my dear. Oh the people had suffered unto us as us....all of them to every woe each their own.....but ours......and the same existed around them as people tried to be their blood but none dripped for their pain and we despised them into an illness which existed before we were there.....thus baffled them as to why it felt so strange.....as fields became dark disgusts and treacherous places.....so did bodies which forsook their own flesh.....my dearest Amethyst. In your eyes I saw the body of a boy coming.....he looked to be galactic holding a cube...the colors....pink, pale blue, purplish black, comet streaks, and a brilliant orange. He didn't have a head.........we stole it. Well we sort of borrowed it....well alright so we needed it but he put on a real one. A real damn god damn fucking head. It was inanimate.....it was a flesh.....he was amazing Girl. They thought of you as a prophet and I as a goddess which guides you into a fantasy world.....he was inside the reflection of your orbs.....his hair was blacker than hell......the cosmos followed him......we looked upon his chest to see milk......he was smooth definition all around......inside his hand was your bones and mine as well......and more bones of us.....it was his sorrow which he crushed into a powder falling into snowflakes......the cube was so dull and nonrespondent.....then it sparked with electricity and the suns were revolving so quickly......we were astonished by our hearts.....he was angry at the tombstones.....while we watch Chris the estranged beeper run through a forest from some people...........he ran so quickly and his body was changing into ours.......and he was a panther.....and he was a panther running for his life.....and we ran with him as he jumped so far and so wide.....there was a railroad he crossed into fields of narrow blocks......who he ran from baffled us......but they knew. And he was alive and he bid them death and damnation evermore never to return. He will be with us until the end.....he thought of us and where we may be......his excitement was our ecstasy......and he kept running......until he could forget what happened. Ferrari was trapped by some curious man because of her wild beauty.....she surrendered to pretend and as he turned to boast she broke through an iron gate and knocked down a whole disgusting farm......she spun backwards around him so the phone could hear her mighty hooves and she snorted hot breath to catch him on fire....she ran and ran into the woods and none searched for him and no longer would she be captive and the pound hunters came for the devil dogs but a cat freed them and they hid amongst the shadows to hear a man boast for his last words were fangs my god the fangs......and none came for him to search for him and they freed the animals nevermore to be captive and our three guardians were free.......free........and our hearts soared.....our hearts soared.....and your sonar blast through the earth........shattering glass.....calling for ours as their patience grew to find where they were.....as they met again to meet where they said they would. All the animals feared for their lives but when they came again they understood there was none to fear. By all hell they had grown so much and became......even more large.......silent and dark. A woman swore to hear a woman's anguished scream as a ghost.....and there is Ferrari flipping her hair as a dumb woman stares at books and papers and I despised her greatly and so did you for the intention. I just didn't like her but you didn't like her intention. Whatever that was I didn't see the difference.....some spectacular artwork I do say so myself I wonder who painted it being as I am particularly fond of the paintbrush and had some spare dreamy moments to look deep into a future being of which we were beheld....thou knowest thine. Words unspoken do tell."

".....I am ready and I do this for you as my possession."

"Ooooh.............I like that!"