Monday, September 21, 2009

In Memory Of Madness And 911


Coming Back In From Asylum Centauri

10 or more days after fate
Time's fire ships
Are off course
And are sometimes late

Radio and gamma waves
You know,


But we could tell that two fear planes
Had speared

There was a building which held
Like a squared up male
And one which shook into
Powdered hail
And was a giant tree
Collapsing trail
As the fire axe of angers made it buckle
And made it fail

We touched the Time Ship's hot glass
And we saw all white dusts
And the rain of shale
And powder beings in a last steel mass....


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