Rainbow of Another Life
Life’s emotional pitchfork
scares me like a blade of danger.
A soulless wrinkled casing is prepared for disintegration
as the rainbow of another life rises into the air.
The sky cries steel
while a pirate smiles, a crescent moon.
The genetic chain is the glue of guilt
from my 31st cousin, the human race.
is my day of mourning death,
and my day of celebrating life,
for the rest of eternity.