Each infant cruelty falls
as a puzzle
and in pebbles
we construct these walls
lined with incendiary passivity
at the war gates we shall torche the Earth
before we face the truth
where candles mark a frame of graves
burning dimly and sinking in tones of deep tangerine
with tired eyes and dull mind we'll glance briefly
at the sanguine sunset
and see no meaning
nor wick and wax
reacting with us
nor cloth and bottle
that burns but our throats
nor light or humanity
which ices our spine
Only nihil, beyond the green.
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