ayahuasca spirit animal, sheep in wolves clothing sweating the tar of sinuous desire, spiralling inward, ever faster, the eye of the whirlpool, vaginal security blankets dot the landscape, dreaming of wolves, shaking in tumultuous rancor

someone drew a penis on the back of the last boat to freedom in the caked on muck of inner turmoil

the sinking of salvation, the drowning of hope, hands locked together, they drown as they float, like jellyfish nightmares, seahorses in chains, the world casts flourescent, no harbor for shame, the drooping eyelids, with milky white tears, subjugate slowly, as death draws ever more near