eyes peering out of little frozen ampules
chase grains of amber crystals spinning
southbound the elevated train chugging
a top hat glazed terrain in feathery oils
tanned red hides strain at brittle bones
poison lips chanting to chase a dictator
the hillside mission melts to a blending
dripping thick yellow drops of charged ions
pointed threats cut to the deep, bleeding
while ever bright shadows burp a giggle
as sleeping acolytes rise with the masses
spitting out black lung diplomas to genuflect
grey lies echo softly above the sky breaking
light screams a shade brighter than white
as the horseman thunders in pounding hoofs
raining down a crimson juice of cleansing
gentle the landing found under the rainbow