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Adverse Camber

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Adverse Camber

an art pop blitzkrieg

the brutal noise of the
clockwork killer. catatonic.
a tuneless hum, robust
enough to vibrate bones.

a solitary rainbow in
an oblivion of grey.
before he was born, his
gallows had been built.

algebraic insomnia. dreams
of fire and ash. geometric
insanity. a machine gun of
constant stuttering terror.

strange visions. sparse and
half remembered illusions.
an immense cluster of
futility. an obscure mechanism.

figments of a fragile yet
empty feeble mind. marrow is
twisted metal. dust-storm.
marooned in a dead city.

stripped circuitry in your
skull melting. pale smog
of madness. maelstrom of
euphoria. desperate despair.

violet layer in technicolor.
monochromatic filaments.
not quite dead. hazy, distant
refractions. kaleidoscopic.

warped through sublevels.
the death if the cosmos.
a sub-zero rattle sounds in
solitude. a roar of savagery.

intent is unheard in the
cathode monolith. enigma.
wild-eyed with a dog-like
wonder. Pavolvian denial.

secret harmonies of the
spheres. decimal coins are
beamed through the aether.
everyone huffing on ether.

your grasshopper mind is
atom smashed and discarded.
comas beckon the screamers.
the merciful call of terminus.

plutonium powered sonnets
from distant stars. the steady
tempo of a dying heartbeat.
atomized in a neon sandstorm.

stardust held in vacuum tubes.
a million households abide.
electromagnetic waves crackle.
gutter-grey rowhouses confide.

background radiation of the Big
Bang. Masonic symbols etched
on front doors, older runes are
washed out. odd glyphs, warnings.

silence. emptiness. deadness.
glimmer starting to rust.
crying wild and dizzy prayers
to the holy beat. and empty sky.

an ode to the unreachable.
weeping altar maidens assemble
aboard a perfect plinth. a new
fun fashion rebellion in embryo.

marionette corpses await the
shell-shocked confusing of
Their animation. all systems go.
he steps onto the darkened stage.

the sun rises in compliance.
Lenin, Marx
Marx, Lennon
Good Dog...
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