21 may 2022
After The Execution
Just wanted to be
myself today, ripped after
the apocalypse―
of stainless bodies.
You pull down the era of
earthen lamps from ruins.
Give me a wrapped
guilt. I am a boat in water
without wooden oars.
Black eyes stitched
to dolls. They were going to
wed the white gods.
A knife's cult invokes
the barren cave. You had planted
the severed heads.
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