she.jungle walks with heart of circling round
her future split bare like coco flesh or
   mango juice let free to drip down face so
flushed with life well-lived and unseen wonder.

yet

a loss is dealt in e’er encircling
comfort by the teeming masses that lie
   awake at night (a)wondering if they too are
alone. the throngs of drifting ephemera
that staunch the […]