poems*

Banner Of The Head

Sweltering heat, an oven open to the whole world as it slowly cooks

And heavy, the air heavy as though it has remembered it's heavy burden

Burning, the skin feels like so, deepening gashes and blisters

Cracked, the ground appears to be as its surface is like glass

Standing, in it's glow I stand, in its heat I pray, in its air I breathe

Boils, blisters, death are but symbols to recognize me for

Endless wastes and barren lands are but my home

I pledge myself to them, I pledge to stand forever

My brothers and sisters with, I stand

My daughters and sons with, I stand

My husbands and wives with, I stand

My death, my undoing, I accept

The world's fall, inevitable

This place's burning, inevitable

The end of everything, inevitable

The endless burning, soon

I pledge myself to endless burning

To the endless pursuit

To the endless pain

I pledge myself to the RadHeads

Mors tua, vita mea

Mors mihi lucrum

Fiat iustitia et pereat mundus

Sic infit