Bulletproof

Something to be said

About that casing

That enveloping cushion of ease

The knowledge you're protected.


Watch that ever approaching projectile of heat

An arrow reaching straight for the pumping

Throbbing orb

Not deep enough for anyone's comfort.


And observe wide-eyed how the missile reaches it's target

A slam dunk exploding in the chest

Breath disappears in pseudo-shock

As you realize what has happened.


And to look down

And to see that no blood appears

And to feel surprise

And to notice that it has not penetrated

And to open the jacket of your cocoon

And to smile with relief

As flesh is marred but not broken

And to lay back, eyes focused on an unprepossessing ceiling

As the adrenaline dissipates.




Safe.




Isn't that what it's all about?





How I wish I were...

Leap of...

Photo by Steve Mitchell

They say you must have it...
Only way you can make it
In this cutthroat life
Where survival of the wits beats survival of the fits.


Close your eyes
Visualize
Open...
Nothing.


It's not called a leap of faith for your health
It's a mindset, my friend tells me, a changing of perspectives


It's a new lifestyle and it will all work out.
With a little time and a lot of FAITH.

Empty

Skim beyond the outer layers

There was once heat there
Heart pumping blood flowing
With a purpose

And once upon a day

Curiosity

And as the cat...

Skip beyond the outer layers

And you'll encounter skin

Once a valley of slick smoothness

And as the child with chicken pox...

Scamper beyond the outer layers

Today there is a gaping hole where organs should have been

A frigid gust
And as with a cannon ball shot...

And no one to blame

No one to blame

But yours....

Truly.

Scorpion King

At first you freeze...

There is beauty to the slow scuttle

A sound so subtle

Hypnotic, you begin to move

Matching rhythm for rhythm

A slow dance...romance?

And then...ATTACK!

Stunned, you step back and stare

As the heat seeps through

You stare as your limbs lie limp

You stare as you crumble to the ground

You stare as your heart begins to slow

You stare until your eyes are the last of the organs

Processing finality.

Scorpion King.

He knows.

His power.