black monoliths over new jerusalem no.5

see the pale-faced boys amongst the rubble, filled with dying, devoid of joy… idiot boys lingering in the shadows, teeth dipped in venom; licking their wounds and talking of genocide… lingering there in grim despair… toys of systematic decay…

wordless boys with crippled spines, torn from plastic dolly limbs; nauseous, thirsty, all alone… adrift amidst the ruins, the black, greasy belly of the dead city heaving with rot and misery… broken-babies scar the burning earth…

haunted pedestrians under a crescent moon, hanging like a jagged blade; rusted and poised to cleave at the ruins… dirtied, bloodied, broke, stillborn; ragged hands rifle through the remains of lost, discarded generations…

dust and debris greying the skyline, black monoliths hang voidal in their murkiest repose… all foetal-reasoning lost at birth… in glass-shard towers they crawl home; adrift in chemical lullaby… visions of new jerusalem…

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