Combination of two fractals, cg textures, adjustment and color layers.

Spawning
squeaking and dying, their burning fur flying
the seeds grow their own shadows
while all around our life falls in ruins
and it no longer flows...
It's juice was brilliant and the sliding loves
ebb and flow like smoking
doves ...
That just ended up very bland
wishing I had other plans
for the few she kept on hand
while everybody groaned...