Thursday, August 26, 2010

Untitled From Notebook #2 :: WIP

Another dream had of
derelict infrastructure
and weeping mothers
standing around contaminated
sisterns, bloated belly
young ones, fly eyed,
swaddled in
picked rags and
course homespun riches.
Away the young men were
sent to foreign territories
to be mangled by
brass and lead;
in all things their pierced
and bruised flesh
is justified on the hills
of Nimrod's tower; built of
gold leaf and ivory.
hyrdocarboncarbohydrate diet
leaves those forced
to take it as host and wine
soulhungry and lethargic.
Famished range maggots,
hollow eyed, bleat
for salvation
from salted Earth
and Bhopal weighted
night air through which
the reedeaming quality of
gaseous giants is not visible.

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