WHAT YOU DESERVE (JEFF)

poem desserts

one

leaf falls

at a time

and with days passing

you are then covered

by the entire

forest

close your eyes and imagine the slow burial of a million tear drops from dying trees as they lament your sleep the eye lashes of robins and the weak breath of the moon

the earth you seek is me

you dont know

what you

deserve

will nature make a man of you yet?

we are

the

beast itself





poem mist

once
in the steam of the jungle
i found the caecilian
an enormous
gorgeous
worm like creature
burrowing into the earth

having lusted for the feel of one
for many a year
i reached down
in great anticipation
of seizing the animal
eyes wild
and panting in a
shallow
beast like breath

however
the will of the animal was too strong
and the viscous coat of slime
on its skin
rendered it
completely resistant to my grasp

no matter
the more force i exerted
the more it slipped into its
subterranean lair
to live a life
i could not comprehend

i was left
in the steam
and the mist of my unrequited lust
alone
and covered
in slime
and sweat
and shame

and
the view
of an endless
hole

nature had an image

for one

brief

flash