FINIS GLORIAE MUNDI

 lousy

im in a house

of my spine

im in my

womb of bone

gestation soon expiring

on the graven hill

burn the idols

kill another people

tears fall upon

guilty stone

the erect men

and women

gargle and munch

eat each others own

there self

two rotten bodies

a filthy sin

plus one abortion

and hang me

if im fine

plus one broken

ember to bind me

two if im damned

four to remind

flowers lay next to mine

i get shivers, i know

the sun is hers