Scavenging gods…



I peeled myself away
from time.
Away from every little,
wicked portal of uselessness
opened between agonising trees
and falling drops of water…
I’ve seen the principles of physics
falling apart,
laws turning to claws,
hosts becoming ghosts,
asses turning into masses,
with hopes strangling like ropes
binding us all to altars
emptied every morning
by scavenging gods of hunger…

Mothers in the end, and all the brothers,
will have been left like many others,
about whom no one bothers

2 responses to “Scavenging gods…

  1. brilliantly dark…and strangely, inspires me to bother about the other.

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