Sunday, July 1, 2018

In a Dark Country

We lost the bet
on our stone-age dignity
So we bred new ones
to strike dream poses
and dress up in adult clothes
then taught them to write
from inside the eye of the storm
and if they weren’t scared enough
we surrounded them
with lunatic conspiracies and gore
and sent them traveling overland
past the village of broken bells
where there will be no promised safe house
only a forbidden machine
in a landscape of original sin
while predators come down
from the mountains
to taste
the hearts of the innocent.

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