Barefoot,
the closed system steps into the dewy universe,
ankle-deep in the blood-warm Argentine grasses

A skull-cap fracture—
splitting wide, spilling cloudy seminal nebulae,
star clusters tangled in the web of libidinal synapses.
The neocortical moan of primitive aloneness
rattles the damp debris of a forgotten belt—
dead planet husks,
ghost rivers of green,
echoes of lives, of songs
that never were,
that always are.

Now—

Cacophony swells,
the chittering rise of insect life,
throbbing pelvic heat,
the ****** pulse alive.

Edges commingling,
penetrate, dissolve—
everywhere
in the sonic bloodstream race
of pure indigo energies

Mystery watching itself,
standing naked
in the starlit silence.