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Dominion I

the boulevard is desolate
as is the light that cracks bleeds 
runs here there everywhere! 

trash drafts like ghosts 
in the flicker of dying neon 
something races head long into oblivion 

damnation at its heels

in death throws, broken, hanging 
like the vagrant dead languish...

eons in ruined halls, 
its shadows cover odd oblong onyx boxes...

Dominion...!

along desolations boulevards

(eyes watch)

a blast of white, crimson
rockets down the empty blacktops 
running ages long its infernal engines 
burning white-hot...

thump N hummmm!

DOMINION

lost buildings hang together 
like the damned; silhouetted skeletal things!

in detonations aftermath! 

a carriage lurches, coughs, wheezers
the ancient apparatus grinds to a halt 
something Burns, sparks...

the death rattle of broken machinery...
the drifting of white smoke,
ghosts from the things heart.

in tombs hollow oblong boxes 
sits darkly as silence is felt
waiting for the coming of None

Dominions...

a vehicle silhouetted against 
the flowing street lights 
of ice white lines

rockets down the empty blacktops 
running in ages long 
as infernal engines 

hummmm! 
Thrumm!
Burnnnnn!

DOMINION!

Smoldering, hollowed-out holocaustic 
homes line the boulevards.

as falling bombs detonate in rain

images blur…
along desolations boulevards

DOMINION!

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