jupitersterrain four

outside of its ego
you get the eyes like Jagger  bulging looking at a place far away  transparent with clouds up in
in the blue

it was enough to make the eyeballs all
swollen and tripped out as if
they were watching woodstock ...
the light of the music echoes unshackled

crystal skulls
freshwater pearls
they look like time had stopped
as they roll back the clock pouring pools of sky ...