Wall-eyed and hollow,
A concerting clock knocks away
At the ardor of frantic babble
As it foams on the surface
Obscuring the moonlight
That slithers like splintering
Serpents of white electricity.
The depths bellow blink with
The ephemeral eyes that
Christ wears on the cross
Exacting the treatment necessary
Of suspending an effusive
Frown on a wire as ravenous anger
Separates flesh from the sacred.
An apparition of a dank
Sepulcher; corpses rotting
With mortal smiles spread over
Faces as fragile as morning frost.
Rats mingle and grow fat
Talking of the crusades, Nero
And the unattainable, all the while
Probing, dumbfounded and happy
As the walls are wrought with seed
And undulate following the
Whims of the sages that stare
Wall-eyed and hollow
At their creation through every
Crest and trough, mutating at
The rate of infinite that hangs
In the sky like a behemoth
With tendrils descending
To lick the monoliths of
Man as serpents of white electricity.
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