he feels he is doomed
such as Frankenstein, and the like.
he is a brute force though he is not marked by depravity.
unbroken
and with veiled language.
strange and landlocked,
with breathless eagerness he pursues nature
to her hiding places
dark eyes,
******* yet softly gleaming such as the wolf.


(in that he is a changling, he tranforms me.
lets my own strangeness identify
another oddity.
a sparkling twin
from nature's womb.)

the pulsing blood inside his body
reverberates the sounds of my own darkness.