Thursday, April 20, 2006

untitled

she doted every
calculated silly move
every word he said

she never questioned
his philosophy "find a
sucker bump her head"

prophesy of demons

five hundred years ago
a scorpion moon saggitarina
saw in a divine vision
a great fire over new city
two huge pillars tumble
freedom chain eyed
a world drunkenly rums felt
and wantonly bushwhacked