after hyster(now a vegetarian)
death will be collossal
like the taste of a rosebud.
fumes will be fairy tales
and the end of civilization.
the porcelain queen
in her self-righteous neediness
will die a thousand flushes
and become the obtuse remnants
of so much rotting shit.
and after all that grotesque lightning
flashing across the sky like so many exposed nipples
the cows of the world will fry and transmute into pigs
and bacon will become the dish of the damned -- the dying.
death will be collossal
like the taste of a rosebud.
fumes will be fairy tales
and the end of civilization.
the porcelain queen
in her self-righteous neediness
will die a thousand flushes
and become the obtuse remnants
of so much rotting shit.
and after all that grotesque lightning
flashing across the sky like so many exposed nipples
the cows of the world will fry and transmute into pigs
and bacon will become the dish of the damned -- the dying.