down a dirt road at midnight with our headlights off light pink mangroves and flashing forward black razors; dive back to creamy moonlight creepy gold ringed hand channeling a noice: ball of soil falling to the floor; the voice of a secret languaje the voice of a silent languaje un lenguaje secreto a process to name Fear; beauty untamed still ill purpled nodding dusk it's a dream or stolen from a dream; handled spotlight and body's wildlife; buck knife buck knife buck knife rain-fed meat eating plant inside the head behind the eyes rooting moments on blood lagoons; drive towards neon fantasy washing machine a game called 'destroy everything you love' balm of late rolling down just a speck, landscapes a few remain