Sparks a New Justice

dylan thomas is dead he’s buried out in the back yard with ted bundy teeth marks & a smell of rot all his own with the optimism of ages past irrelevant now as it was then but romantic hearts, candlelit & hoping that if they prayed enough something “good & right” might happen, it all died along with him so as go the wishers near the well backwards stumbling & falling into what they hope is a pool of dirty water below the rank cement cracks the bones leaving no strong person left to climb out like daniel plainview & walk the world anew conscious of what drought of any “human soul” has taken place leaving nothing but decay & misery in its wake, so that priests, ministers, rabbis & mullahs alike get dragged, face-down, through the dirty, filthy, sewage that sparks of a new justice that only the electro-techno 21st century could have brought.