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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