Thursday, May 05, 2005

On the Eve of the Revolution

It is on the verge of surging,
A tempest tide of madness and mayhem
That will wash away
These shallow, sallow structures.

In the aftermath,
We will lap the waters
With our bloody tongues
And revel in the ruins.

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