A mystical young fawn trembles beneath the coattails and lavender baths of moss ascending above the everglades and dust dunes of the elegant wilderness, the sun's marigold screaming colours brighter than the face of starlight, breathing life and salt and mist into my turgid nostrils as I lay with a towel of deciduous maple awash over me upon the river banks, as Canadian geese, loons with onyx beaks and chestnut tailfeathers chanting like a teapot, swirl past the logs and tepid shrubs caught astray in the mist, coating the everglades and the riverbanks leading to the beautiful Pacific Ocean ahead. Deserts of mist and sanguine thistle berries are floating through the sensual pebbles intersecting the neck of the river and the foot of the ravine backs where wilderness and Rocky eddies meet, as I float flagonically into the waxy sapphires and jades, emeralds knitted into the beards of the eddies fauna and flora. Beautiful explorations of the wild wilderness where sociology are caught awash in the back allies are so existential, this moment, the rainy tears of the cirrus clouds shaped like Satyr's balming the chapped lips of the wild wilderness within. Crests of cistern baskets of saltine pupae radiate from the garrets of thistles knotted in the undergrowth semaphoreizing redwoods and maple necking thru the clamshells frothing in the cylinder ravines down by the rivulet down south sizzling under the fiery lava of the baked nebulae scorching my sandals as I flagon, entangled in the mandibles of the high-heels of the rivulet, a cranium of log tossed like a salad past my shoulders. I rise like a white tailed buck in ferociousness, ascending into the crisp sand snaking on the shales of the cranium of the rivulet, and fetch my towel of deciduous maples. The Sirius milky mandibles entangle me in a wondrous bathing of warmth, salt, and sweat, as I use the ridges, mushroomed talons of my fingers to ascend above the hair strands of the knotted birches into the pathways jaggedly funneled into the Canadiana wilderness, the brooks and alleys of ravenous shrubs blasted by the guttural screams of chickadees floundering in aviaries of periwinkle nightgowns tossed beneath the rolling valleys of the chemical frothing moonstones, limestones of carnivorous lava bathing on the crusted syrup of the manikinized bombastic Redwoods, and the bridge past the Nechako down south I ascend into the Prairies of Pure Imagination the fantasia of tulip dreadlocks of naturalistic aesthetic, the Cardinals sirening behind me as a kayak in the distance rolls upon the Feverdoms of Father/Mother Naturalis as the wilderness shoulders sirens magnolia rainstorms through the eyeballs of the brookling within the mental turrets scoots baked into the marigold wildflowers of scorched tapestried Sirius.
