Reflecting 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


All 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.


With 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.