jupitersterrain four

4.50am 



and what are 
you to me someone 
who seems to know the 
right words to unlock the cellars
theres these dungeons down there that 
i don't know about and boy are they locked ... 





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you are a symbol 
of cuteness 
like the worlds biggest pet
nurturing his goslings

you hold the planets
in your hands weighing them 
like juggling balls 

mediating their apartheid ... 

you trick and tease and 
torment me 
just enough to make me run 
you frighten me 
out of my reverie 

i look terrified 
like the pet you kicked
down the stairs 
and went to rescue  
and coo over and croon 

and you hold me in your arms
a most unearthly bliss 
shaking and sweating 
i try to run again ... 

only to find 
another maze of 
hedges I've never been so scared 

another three days
fighting you and i will be dead
and you will make boxes of straw
for my babies and forget 
how much i adored you 

were a symbol of something ... 
a big buzzing evil saint
that screams my nerves 
and rubs me up the wrong way 
till the world spins upside 
down and my guts are knotted 
inside out wrapped around 
your arm where you 
toy with my soul like a canvas ... 

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