Crawl out from in there. You come to greet me in the night. And in the day sleep more I’ll make it like the night for your appearance. Creature appear! An animal to challenge. Having you, no need for self. Your strangeness is greater than mine. Your appearance is more hideous, Your fierce nature not hidden. But also you hide better than I! You wait in dark to terrorize. Your small shape, Your camouflage. All my normal things make cover For your extraordinary form. Your name is no identity. An eel is a fish but is a snake, In Eden’s grass Becomes a monster. One body for all his demons Name of Legion: A Self to many selves, Tribal warrior. (And which of these might be your brother?) I am Gabriel, boy and human. Here transmissions, Some assembly of sentiments, Photography, and hopeful points for style. Recall it is “Bruce Wayne” the disguise, For the Bat-man: the creature, Is the Self’s purest form. Animal! Re-enter, The human-nature form. The furs & leathers honor you, Our identities, reborn. Rest here, near my bed, Inspect my skin and I will sleep. Crawl upon into my dreams, Cocoon for hope & creativity. First a death to former things: You, the eater, Mine, the skull. In your kingdom lives no shame of body, Of strength made for fighting, Of colors made for beauty. Sex & power. Magnificence & hunger. Your ambition knows no sleep or disaster. So may your teeth & colors Carve identity. The Death-moth is the marker, The Creature Born in darkness, For whom time is no emperor; We as skeletons Need no clocks. Not here Within our Kingdom, Chosen animal, Creature clothed in spirit symbol. My teeth, And your beauty, And come awake the dead.