Sep 282014
 

black dog

 

unleashed

collarless

blue

eyed

Empress

wears

no crown

UNSANCTIMONIOUS STEEL DOG

she

discharged

herself

worn in

not

worn out

she

growls

at

melodrama

she

bites

at

naive

innocence

she

drools

the

return

of

barbaric

truth

her

angered

fangs

honed

on

pious

raw

meat

her

sky

set

a

blaze

ash

on

ash

black

on

black

she

finds

comfort

gnawing

on

the

bones

of

night

she

licks

your

face

clean

.

.

.

dogged eye

.

.

.

The Beatles   THE FOOL ON THE HILL

.

*Dedicated to PEACE, may war die on it’s own sword one day soon.

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