Witness Star (Fusion)

I pray to unreal gods, for,

I believe,

I have seen you.

I have, in no uncertain terms, leapt out through a telescope

Lain a gaze across your angry blackened thighs

- your sunspots -

And I have confronted hateful heavens and bleak skies before;

In no uncertain terms;

The universe is a litany of spotted and imperfect stars

But they are all putrid brown dwarfs.

You? You are a giant!

And I embrace you and all your inky pores

Because I have witnessed.

I have witnessed you ignite the Earth

Your remnant trails leave auras, curing me with furious passions

And thus I can no longer settle on my cast iron furnace.

Inciting rebellion against the Monster,

I yearn for a single thing;

Permit me.

To carry all my unspoken energies to your center

I am an unforeseeable orb - a darkly internal core of pressure with no rays

Let me fuel you.

Let us perform fusion;

Let us ravish the plains with heats and clutched hands of trembling thrill;

Let us confound societies with allegories of never-were-worlds;

Let us educate kingdoms and  uncertain souls with flowers of genesis and revelation;

Let us press fires together and morph combustions into pure gazes.

Let us perform fusion.

Radiate, radiate all those brilliant energies

Shed and shine light into the black valleys of dead asteroids

Evaporate icy moons

And know that I am there - a quiet darkly core - to fuel you.

Let us make a star.

Let us join those wiser orbs.

I know you have sunspots -

But they are just that

Scared away by new days

So let us perform fusion.

The Monster Speaks (III)

It was the middle of bright breaking day

Not a night in near vision

Yet it attacked me

The Monster could see dangerous things taking form

It could ill afford to let such triumphs run rampant

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"

Embodying roars fused with my bones and laminated my soul

It stood decades tall peering deep within me hunting and clawing with black eyes at
     worlds it could not embrace

Today was war

Those silver fangs shown long again, but on my grounds, the soil soaked with
     the blood of the sun

"You have broken a pact! you have broken your vows."

I knew no certain vows to The Monster

"To us! You vowed to silence. To keep that flesh of yours still until
     you are a king."

It is a part of me--

"It is a disaster! You and it are destined to frail decomposition.
     And what will you be then?"

The Monster circled me and stalked my words and my wants and the reason
     we were born

"I am your eternity. I have given you all the universe necessary and all the god
    you could dream of."

It's appetite was insatiable

"You are insatiable! They were sacrifices. Sacrifices you knew would be devoured."

I knew nothing of--

"LLLLLLIES! Do you wish to be a king?"

There were no prophets or crystal balls or Jesus's inform me.

"I am your prophet. Do you wish to be a king?"

The Monster was a rage. The Monster was the saddest I knew

"Do you wish to be a king?"

How many sacrifices will The Monster demand?

"Until your flesh is still and your mind is glass with obsidian thoughts"

Then I am dead.

"You will live enough."

I will be dead, and what is The Monster when I am dead?

"I am your eternity. I am your prophet."

Could it take me? I offered myself as a sacrifice, for it to consume my childhood
     and my loving whispers and my imagined worlds.

"Ghosts can not wear crowns. Vampires can not drink their own blood."

I wept and I whimpered and I cursed The Monster for knowing what I was
     as we stood in the Fall's silence

"Hush, dear Jared, I know where you have been. I will make you a king."

I was asked where I had been and I could not answer.

Where had The Monster taken me?