Antiquity

In my blistered ruined mind I build odd gods, old! They sit in irregular rows, In a crooked cathedral , Like a pantheon of ornate oddities! Each one dusty or lost, I have forgotten Honesty…! Cracked white china and blue filagree… Each a stony façade, Carved eyes hollow, staring! Absolutely hollow and odd… Staring like little divinities! Sitting in irregular rows. In a pantheon built of ancient asymmetry. I have devised until my demise… These are forgotten Ancient ones, The little divinities of broken antiquity!