|Sometimes I pretend I can draw|
ThanatosHomilies deliver tsunamicThanatos by all-and-nothing
thirst for immaculate ascension,
preaching distant shores that
stream azure pinnacles to infinity,
free from granite,
free from skylined ceilings.
Destructive eulogies foam forth:
Jibes from concrete tongues hold our keys to The
Kingdom, compressed in the sediment born of our own
traitorous, heretical wombs.
Denounce stone deities.
Pound, thunder the walls,
deluges of howling hymns
will break the foundations,
I escape, I evaporate these septic masses
and recognize ruin, temporarily distanced
from pugilistic desires and deaths
against impenetrable seawalls..