wild onion fractal

Jart

Abandoned muscles
silent in a snowy morgue
of amphibian scenarios
and drifting clouds

touching Japanese metal
with the cool hand of death

Living forever, like dust
kicked up by chickens
escaping a flood of flesh

loose fitting bark
and things unheard

gestures of imbalance
inevitably tamed

Turning towards Mecca
with a hidden shank
and clenched jaw