The Fallen & Ruinous Volcano
smashed ivory towers i can see! fallen brickwork…
  dying dragons
gasping for carbon dioxide,
    stomped
hamsters, raped dogs...
      destroyed
bridges fallen into chasms
          and
down great and rugged cliffs…
  old women are molested 
  as if they
were young again…
  and all the
bees have died out as well!
  look at all of
it,
  these mounds
of death and stone,
  all bones and
all the ash.
           there
is great poetic beauty here.  
    air
and fire met
        and
married
          in
destruction.
a fallen and ruinous volcano 
 is an entrance 
 to something different
entirely.
       its
spit is lava 
       and its breath is a fog of demons 
       created and fostered by the fire 
       burning in its Satanic belly.
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