Magic Ruins

in the rusty tide animating bones of deluded gods reaching for the lie etched on eroded steles in dead lisps licking flames of seers tossing guts filled with blue and red fascists infecting the hands of the curious willing to taste microscopic spiders gulping their blood pumping poisonous chants of starlit fevers soaking doubts in baptismal orgasms growing fingers measuring spirits down to the remnants of angels sleeping in cellars drinking emotions of residents disheveling linen drenched fear perspiring throughout eye movements of broken nightmares straining to be painted in fixed oil imbued with lead thoughts cracking in corridors hallucinating dripping madmen sharpening revolts smearing screeching phrases fed intravenously milking the life of beasts for ravenous wisdom awaits cold to the heart thuds of silence defy adages preaching surrender to the surgeon’s pride flashing silver pain pooling mercury bulges of phallic power parading atrocity elements churning in the metabolic circumference of Gaia digesting busts of Caesars forgetting Romana as peace basks in the annihilation of metabolism directing the jet-streams crossing sunrise and sunset like catholic rites glossy and gilt flat personages etched by bright children bending down to surrender to the priests speechless in empty piety moaning high- ways returning in internal engines conbusting beside Masonic erections adorned with devils sliding between walls where innocence lived yellowed pages of periodicals recall fabrications stitched into the screens of televisions changing until the entire hymn of Satan rests in every palm