At 3 AM statues would be brought to the cities square
We were forced to watch as the guards destroyed and broke them and we
Took photos and then burnt them.
We were given wipes to wipe away the grease on our hands.
All the while Dogs ate your engorged
Bloated face every 14 seconds with masked men all around.
And the colors created were used to paint
A portrait of pandaimōn.
Little bugs
Penetrated your skin,
And ate your crepuscular heart.
A land filled with dried skin, a land
Filled of dunes, underneath
Stone cities with blocks of prayer stones.
Men made of rats and rats
Made of men, all walked through
The flipped cityscape with papers
On papers and they saw each other alone and
Naked and skin dangling and shining
With nothing to stop it from flailing away
To the sky and we are left alone to bury wood worn thoughts
With dogs and flies and rats and men and hookers fill in onto our eyes.
IV.
Lucifer, stood up,
Clawed hands and
Contorted
Figure, and walked away into
The land of ágno̱stos,
The land of kingdoms
Formed into one. A
Lone white bird
Was left in the mud.
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