the wild confusion of "hyperphosphorescent"
swards, a sign of luminous silhouettes
welling into the flora's impressionistic
pallor, where millimicrocuries are condensed into white
stones, marking a boy planted yew green high
children are hybrids of the boundless
wild son, transforming sow into boar raging like trapped neutrons
in a lead-lined "pig,"
of lethal sperm, entraining ever
more weapons and toxic decay.
Mother bathing in tangled growth,
hell-dog pet "heads blindly for the bone."
Facing Seahrimir's last stronghold,
son's boiled every night, reborn every day.