I
In robes they gathered
under the rose
Kindling fulsome light
on their Mistress:
The Empire Militant,
Merchant and Corybant.
From shore to shore
Her varicose veins stretch
o'er the res publica.
II
Ahriman ascends
to shepherd fearful mobs
into a dark valley.
The land where monuments scream
protest of everything present.
III
Lucretius Iscariot took
the golden parachute.
Shorelight dies.
He takes comfort,
on high,
in distant shipwrecks.
Unmanned murders
honey death's ichor.
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