Communication 

In the dark, I question how I feed.

There, I wake up blind, mute, and dead-like.

There, I am paralyzed from head to toes.

I run fiercely through unlimited options

from Dawn to Dusk.

I need to feed my mouth, my skin, my brain,

Becomes my daily breath and mantra.

The flies caress my soon to be pruned skin.

Days and Nights

I stand tall, young, proud, and careless.

I chuckle and gasp,

Tomorrow is guaranteed.

I reign in my kingdom fearless and proud.

I stand tall and strong amidst

The Amazonian forest,

Atop this majestic mountain,

The sun rises and falls.

The rain empties the vowels of the sky.

I stoop still.

Stumps of herds of rhinos and elephants run to nowhere.

I take in the vibrations of the water falls.

The warmth of the sun and the cool breeze of the moon.

I remain calm.

There my body decomposes to its original state

I wake up refreshed, renewed and rejuvenated.