The State House
The Jerusalemic platy households-
The gigantic bungalow,
In the middle of a plural city
Staring at monumental poverty-
Stricken huts,
whose dying glowing through cracks
Pecked from eggs of darkness
The drank yolks of discord.
A house to which underly
A di-nozzled doorway-
A larger and thinner one,
Entered the divide humanity
Through the mono-eyed,
Pyramid gate.
The narrow gate congested
As the thicker one vomit fire
Congenital dances of the tongue,
of-
Material surrounded kings
In the royal platters.
The house whose rooftops
Meant with innocent souls
Spirits ghosts of contestants-
Painted by and blood coated.
A bungalow whose narrow age
surfaces and the bases-
Came down on the average
Of the contestant incumbency.
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