Jupiter Gyn

Where is my soul?

In the beginning was the end.

Such little space left to pretend

That this life is something we can comprehend.

In the beginning w...

I'm a cog, I'm a cog in the Grand Machine. Made of polymer, aluminum, and plasticine. I wonder at people who lack wonder. I'm awash in a sea of unp...

This vast expanse of pallid snow blends into the white-gray sky. My body never attracted so much gravity before. If only I had expected what traged...

Indolent clouds ease by. Like passing waves of emotion. Such unplaced sadness overwhelms my once-hardened sensibilities. Reservoirs of empathy over...

Conglomerate cement

I sit and stare

Awakening to find

I am lost again

Thin, green summer blades slice

Cleanly into my feet

The heat

Of this orb sl...

If I could evolve

Then I would dissolve

Into a pure, liquid mixture made of nerves and resolve

I want dendrites of steel

Make my amygdala kneel

Or...

My feet are in my shoes are on the pavement.

My brain is in my head is on the grass.

My body can't help but resist enslavement

From clothing made o...