Peeled back the layers of human skin
I inhabit the walking person as it makes its way to work
I spit against it's will and cackle like a brain freeze for it
I inhabit it deep within flourishing through it's short life
Then I fly off shattering peace as the midnight owl
Provocative and nonchalent
The world in my mouth
The rat blood drips across the wee hours
the beak strips you naked a violin bends you
The violence lasts longer than the instant
The spirit within the spirit is me
Peeping out of predawn wartorn backdraughts
diving into the next thoughtless pedestrian
Ambling home from the simulated expedient
Sweat and stress robbing it's brow
It's movements I now manipulate
I've grown into the folly of this one
slurping at the night with grin and cheap straw
The gut says it's vitals are juicy
the stars are teeth the blackness mouth screaming in vain
Steps up to this impossible stage host celebrity scientists
To disect this happenchance piece of flesh
Breathing eating and drinking
To the beat of Some cosmic giant on the goatskin
The shy moon accumulated cloud to dress it
Owl eyes voyeuristic in the existing light
Slurping them of it and exposing it naked
grinding the air and the stratosphere
Until it launches me off earth
Into the middle of pale bliss
Illegal and immoral the hermit once excluded
now hobbling and slithering toward the village
As I the owl into the moon
To consume it all to live through it
To violate it's senses dominate it's reflection
Radiate my own abstract whims from within it
The hermit turns back toward his cavern in the hills
the village in flames to echo the son of the day
To rock the embers with falling rafters
The lost owl observing throwing dawn down on foreign laughter
paths of destruction threading through needles
that stitch the land in upward curve silent smile
Once delicate lullaby uttered on mother's tongues
massage slumber where infants dwell
now the flames and sparks call screams and yells
The eastern necklace black down until the chaotic red
Owl picks up fearful scurry once prey is on the run
getting those power wings to knock down castles
The fear of the Hermit, fear of the night eyes
the stars are teeth mercy lost the serpent tongue
A politician plugged in to ride the sting
puffed up chest falsities crowd the lungs
To immigrate on the voice settling in your ears
Flying yet from up high I can still hear
each of you being infected by an opinion
we distilled in lies your slurpy grins are certain
