August 18th, 2005

From"Decoded" The arrival

AT THE ROTARY CLUB FORMAL BANQUET

Oh, you have taken my sacred
Den of thieves;
Thieves romantic and fearful.
You turned it into golden and
Alabaster Priestly Temples, sanitary
Tearful.
Skillfully you have taken
My Past become Future,
Turned it to empty future-past;
This obscenity shall not last.
From Chaos I smite your lurid
Revision,
Your pale and dead decision
Is darkness coated with saccharine.

[unedited, ballpoint in situ on place card]
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