Renewal (I wrote this when I was 14 years old)

Frustration bellows the firey wheel,
that turns the clock of life,
as he and darkness share a meal,
by his sunned daytime wife.

The meal he thought to celebrate,
collapsing of the end,
of times he felt it grow too late,
his lonliness to end.

His shadowed youth,
the starry bends of his farstretching fruits,
too know he has found a friend,
a friend to the bitter end.

Code Red

You invaded my planet

Illegal trespasser

I returned you to the border

You begged asylum

Push the door

I said no

Access my control panel

I rang on alert

Red lights flashed in the exchange

Fear bent my spine

Barbarian you frothed

My tears nutured cruel intent

Tapped the joy from my body

Collected in vials, hung around your neck

No Space

Condense for me

Accelerate, particulate

Gaseous state I cannot infiltrate

Droplets on my skin

We reach a tight junction

The room swallows us whole

Ceiling tips my nose

A warplane swoops by

You invade my planet