The Fool

I am a

Machete

A monsoon

And I am

sharpening

the sword

that is my tongue

Licking

every bloody gash

with a wicked smile

I am ready

to be destroyed

by life

Ready to be

a fool for

Everything

I love

Everything

I believe in

Ready

to be a fool

for you.

(Poem from She Rises with the Sun)