# Upon Your Bone Mount  impress them, become a star an immense, gassy giant one where none would dare come too close due to the heat reek and stench of sulphur not much sulphur on the sun you are not the sun but don’t you sparkle and look pretty from a far gather your masses your sycophantic satellites send them on mission shock and awe with your kamikaze comets dispatched to the ground strategize, debate manipulate rile up the would-be water-bearers burn their altruism up turn it to steam good deeds sublimate ashes in the mouth tephra grinds down the teeth until they have no bite left too much smoke scramble backward for higher ground dig a ditch throw the unsuspecting in who’s the king of the castle you shout from your bone mount ... what time is it, anyway sundown ... it's black magic time reach into your bag of tired tricks that never grow old bring out the blondes brunettes and reds toss around your battle-axe keep ‘em amused take your curtain call you are not the sun like I said before but soon it will go down on you the old lady will rise knock you from your bone mount the ultimate water-bearer she brings a deluge then sets in the freeze all your heat gone go ahead and hammer out of that ice *Upon on Your Bone Mount is published in Monsters, Avatars, and Angels. Monsters, Avatars, and Angels is available through Amazon in paperback and kindle.  *** # Celebrate in the In-Betweens  tears in grey taffeta and tulle frayed edges seems rended music subdued lights dimmed brevity darkness conundrum grieve and lament get swept up with detritus the discarded or rest , weave in dreams celebrate the in between festivities