jupiter eating her own heart

these conditions are so extreme
hydrogen pressed by 40 million atmospheres
hotter than a sun. all my babies
need this heat, i
am the sun.

wish i had
a mirror
for my storms.



*)&(*


outside my window
blank, green, red.
wings swimming.
in the air, lift : a matter
of ratios. entropy is what
i crave, turnaround and fungible.










*(&&7

i asked  tarot about
me and the last taboo.
she tells me judgement is at hand.
redemption or rebirth
 the helium river decides
cutting with king's sword
to the juicy heart, where i can sip
or sup, my choice.
i'm maybe not there yet or
all this shivering's the snake rising.



a little voice whispers from the deepest
part of the river. it's already gone,
dearest, sunk in the absolute zero of fire
but my trusty want will wand the magic
needed for the taking. my knight in methane .

the past is an empress gone to seed.
never harvested, her dreams are roots
and dirt. a red eye, swirling,watches
future pull oxygen for fuel, another blade
this one made of time.

not quite to the part of the coaster
that thrills, i climb stripes
and suspension bridges
things are about  to blend
in perfection's pond.
just add the right amount of delight.

the worlds agree
even janus, that two faced bitch
a word i use with love because lovin
is what i got, so sublime. control
these rivers? how two can you be?
just go with the flows
and don't block the changes.

and here a wild card emerges.
seven river cuts
 seven bands and seven sluts.
which is the one you willed and which
is the one you choose?

the fool will lead you by your noose....