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Megiddo

by @Tony92172

Rosary clutched in stigmata death-palm coughed-up contrition of flies, saints of jazz doo-wop prophets scrying the future from the crumbling platforms of terminal subways Desolate taxis hijacked by hobo lords spewing dysentery, harvest moon waxing ever-expanding translucent womb of hostile intentions left to die Barricades of broken dreams stockpiles of regret "Remember the pox of '26?" "Fucked your sister" "Not a prayer--lesbo priestess fuck-altar in terminal subway" "Believe it" Desperate shadows of neon slave-kings flutter by like nickelodeon stuck on 1920 New feasts in empty rooms served by bastard children of obsolete gods Highways filled with dispossessed shadows harvested from toxic curdled telepathic fusion of soft spiritual resonance upon flashback landscapes Jew street-vendors hustling new flesh for old scars New breeds of the same old crooners gurgling asymmetric odes pining over angry youth and necromantic daydreams Hostages taken by silent armies Locust women nesting virulent seeds in catacomb brothels Starlight suicide casts silhouette upon hungry playgrounds Cruel magic, discarded taboos fetal totems Piano plays itself in spectral ghost town saloon Iridescent window fragments of hollowed-out Mardi Gras trailer park Lazy wolves move in slow maddening orbits The meandering scent of virginal leper girls strewing violets with hymeneal joy The final trumpet bleating agony of soft pearls like death needing a friend Now the seals the scrolls the bowls and diaries of Hebraic nightmares "Remember the pox of '26?" "I'm tired" "Do you remember Heaven's frozen depths?" "Can't feel my legs" "Perilous matrimony dowry of blood and skin--rest now" the last of our tears fall into Hell as rain.
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