The Man In the Iran Mosque

Afghan Afghan wearing an Afghan leg lifted high a pissious 88 salute and drenching thirsty cactus masses with needle arms these masses drooling acids crass bands of bandit masses and the temperature over 140 degrees erect hands linger longingly pining for more opiated oblivion opinions like onions like reefer smoke weaving inhalation-pant-breathing half assed flags and children try on roles like play clothes orphan, mourner, time traveller instant age in the era of youth exfoliators for sporeous pores -swapping wives instead of recipes now -foot taps not door raps in bathrooms now -teachers teach sex ed with homework now a world strong enough to school us weekly as we are fed weakly we murder it by not living Taliban-tech levels but being regurgitated Romans we eating to excess drinking more sexing children losing mores we will circle coriolis bring enemies in among us and embrace this pieceful islam of Religion and die one by one as a people who refused a Good God will never take a violent god and obssessed with libertine dash liberty will die one by one stoned, jaw dropping walldrops, like head drops in soccer stadiums smile this is your life (but try not to get any turf in your teeth)