jupitersterrain four

the glug of hunger

the raw stubble of a soul 

that ploughs in deep roughing up the thigh 

a world that is flawed and absurd

creation fell into a corrupt state 

the chain of suffering and imperfection

the shock of an unusual and blasphemous explanation 

an infant bonding with a stem 

turning into leaves 

the resin of dark wood 

the howl of a strangled puppy 

emanating from a branch like a pool of molten glass 








misc draft 28.04.13.    18.30