Bomb the City

This architecture
is emotional
finding joy in that
love
anger
hatred
jealousy
no sympathy for the makers of maps with borders

This architecture
is written with
memetical accompaniment
writhed in secret center
like a serpent through time
leviathan of the deep sea
like a worm in the apple
of atomic seed
wall fallen like descension little time left pissed

Gates of the graveyard no consideration
to time left unmoved
just as the gates of the city
where in flesh dust
molten harden keeps them open
seeing no sun or moon
in darkness they dwell
'till lightening and thunder
a simple key to carboniferous sealed under the sea
gushing

Peace and safety
they sayin' no disaster
smile for the camera
cause inside your weeping for lost history
that city will be killed
by lions teeth
harming nothing green
golden fleece seen
homecoming
bearded trees
herding
warring hypocricy
but not the kind worthy of sacred impudence
because that sees divinity
in harsh inherited inequality
of hand me down architectural boombasticy.