and so there she stands your daughter liberty alone and weak because you left her unattended in a sundress and fireman's coat with blood on her chin and her face contorted for the cameras to see stupefied on the edge of the gravel pit with the confetti ash swirling in her hair and her eyes filled with animal fear as her slack body slams against the railing and a swan song swells in her throat
they use billy clubs to beat back the rats under the skull of the moon and the fickle stars like frantic pouncing eagles the neighborhood dying has scratch marks all over it diamonds etched in storefront windows and rollicking clouds of tear gas to make it fun there's a ****** taking a **** out in the open street and where's the flag? oh i remember it's snagged on a parapet five stories up burning in the ignored sunset between the silent buildings
we are an enormous pile of sentient garbage coming up from the rot wearing life preservers advancing with the picket line tide blowing flashbang death on flugelhorns outside the framework of the 2-party system invented by the mongrels in hollywood guerrillas moving in troupes thru the city streets filled with exhilarating hope and plumes of smoke insurgents chanting violence is american as apple pie
i keep my tv dark to reflect the flames of the grocery store outside and my insides feel ripped up, i've never had a shave this close squish my denim body against the window like a telescope to hear the growl from the depths under the city this is the moment just before something big happens
this is the flashover this is when the panic begins there's a man in a tree out in palmdale and i need the morphine to tell me it isn't my fault i need my pastor to tell me god doesn't lie tonight the fuses blew out on an entire continent tonight i wept