Light and wet
Meet broad leaved canopy

Dark and moist beneath tendrils
Coil softly
******* soft decay from sodden undergrowth
Lush and dry

Howls of monkey, flashing bird
And life oozing through every porous
Ant hole
Leaf loop
Trunk of wood hard grown, soft in death

This is the Jungle

Corner of the room
Crevice of mind the
Womb forest of warmth
Of home

Soft succulent home
Tender as bruised fruit
Fallen from high
Nourishing the nut
Seed of new delight

Fallen space makes crazy yearning for the light
Wet width of green green
Soft soft soft growth

Rivers spring up unannounced from the
Jungle
The Jungle is home
Home is soft green filtered light and wet wet
Water

Soft coils hammock me gently in the
Jungle
Home
Jungle

words come to me from the roots of a resonant hazard
I wonder if we fool ourselves that the future is open
Heisenberg paradox in our eyes, starseeds in yours
billions of years of solitude haunt me
we carry supernova physics in our bodies only they
know what we are attempting, we are crazy
enough to dislocate the inception of language

we should carrefully ponder the meaning of the words
with which we slowly killed our bonds
we should consider the poiesis of living
words have no meaning, only texture

I saw your children
Playing
In the Fiery Pit

Unscorched


How the honest
Innocent

Survive

crushed inside a rock
it took me a million years
just to see the light

1
Tidal grief
Wore granite
To grain

Vapour plume
Sprays as Spirit
Does

Soaring-

Ether and never
So close together

2
Angels may climb
A ladder to
Greatness-

For others

Self soaks wings
With oil
And sinks
Back
Through soil-

Heaven/Hell
All spoil