Living in straw wrappers
to kindle my anger
calling on the one who's vengeance is his own
the reject
the one stone
this is the day
now comes the hour
his right hand fed him alone
iron rod gaurding imaginary borders
on each phallus
grown
with approach of the bride
angels that guide
had better hide
because form this One the Earth and Heavens
already gone
knowing vehemency in knowledge
readily reiterate new and born
in one hour minute and soul
hold
hear him come
human bone
flesh under estimate
footfalls 'gainst no stone
and words
words
fall
break straw camel
carry 'cross the border
pretend in pretense
he sees through flesh
and feels the vengeance all his own
and destroys the vain.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
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