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Colony Collapse
The train sneezes.
Beneath a hundred archways—coughs.
A masterpiece torn from the wall
moves to the viewer’s next station.
A monster with violet eyes hides
beneath the collar of her fur coat.
The conductor carries a cadaver
for carrion and the industrious minions
betraying solace clutch their three-piece souls.
I have a child named Urgency
mothered by Backhanded Action.
The pulse of kisses strikes
the air like a sliced onion.
The beacon can no longer be deciphered
nor followed as anything real.
The phone rings but I can’t answer
since I’m strapped to the electric chair
listening to a stranger’s prayer.
Beneath a hundred archways—coughs.
A masterpiece torn from the wall
moves to the viewer’s next station.
A monster with violet eyes hides
beneath the collar of her fur coat.
The conductor carries a cadaver
for carrion and the industrious minions
betraying solace clutch their three-piece souls.
I have a child named Urgency
mothered by Backhanded Action.
The pulse of kisses strikes
the air like a sliced onion.
The beacon can no longer be deciphered
nor followed as anything real.
The phone rings but I can’t answer
since I’m strapped to the electric chair
listening to a stranger’s prayer.
Posted 07/18/11
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