jupitersterrain four

wouldn't those cobra 
things throw you apart ... like
people have been propelled across the room ... 


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its coming back to me now ... 
a sea monster ripping its way up my back  


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the air and light forcing its way upwards 

something kicking the lungs like a jet of air pressure 
like being winded by a gale force 

from the stomach so that you're gasping for breath 
i couldn't even remember that at the time 

pains in the 
stomach and buckets of sweat 

and a cry of pain like a grieved child who 
has lost herself in the emotion 

arching back into a bow 
that bends and bends until it snaps  


afternoon 12.04.13. 

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the bones and shit and all

like the flesh is stripped away 

to reveal the bodies of light 

Moksha the impossible ... if i 

go with the currant 

trippy lava swirling 

the air in great waves of colour 

and flashing strobes 

wherever it was i had got there 

alien light and energy with a  new face 

a face i had yet to see 

my parachute shot up ... caught up in the wind 

of insane rupture 

everything is alright thats the problem ... and 

after i lept i danced like a balloon 

and you must jump in slow motion like a dream 

into the unknown terror 

i feel sea sick and drained like a gutted fish 

the suspense waiting for the gunman to shoot around the corner 

i put my head through the window 

which made things worse 

the lights blazing right through me 

laced with the darkness of the pit 

oh God the build up 

i grip the chair with fear 

 © Lizarikk