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The Maw of War Opens Signs
The maw of war opens signs the sepulcher of promise denotes a rose bleeding all those who suppose in time battle axes and saviors bite the head of the snake drooling gibberish of bravery drained batteries on mobiles an old man pants and drools a childhood lost at sea (infernos rage in crime) inspired by those who wish to wash you feel the scrape of skin (calls and a bartering nun soothes) holy mary, mother may eye -s close the world shuts to black clouds know rain and snow weakness (blood-drained brain) the secret seethes in an angels’ scream (a breath in a dream) butterflies moths mothers and whores invoke the power (squeezed-heart-seconds) cringed dolls curled in tattered repose (symphonies, politicians, the ratio is severed the knowledge puked in dejavu’s)… tight marionettes dance through my neck a tornado pulls calm through my chest, heavy, heaving, heaven, hell, bells toll churches kick graves in --boots thunder through hidden halls— of wood vampires milking judgment cracked in stone…
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