Time of Death—damnatio memoria

She walks in beauty

and on her cheek

gaudy day denies

Last Rites.

Last words heard, 

‘time of death…’

Unnerved in spite

of dying with knowledge of 

democracy drifting.

Drifting

up another hill 

to die on,

another King Billy.

Gam elegy

meeting of whales,

a great noise from dolphins,

mistpoufers, sonic booms.

Ships gather at sea

on the last voyage. let go!

The sons of light take a ride.

Intermixed with the sons of darkness, 

beating the Dead Sea Scrolls

rule of war. Pick no side.

Marching legs

in the civilization of light,

souls stand vertically

to end a vacation from history. 

Black skies plume, inferno!

Scorched-earth, ideas survive,

individuals drop.

Birds, trees, and broken bones

warming oceans. Nonstop.

Overcoming the devil within,

and the enemies of men.

Luminous woman,

a dream before tomorrow on hold.

Be a worm or a new philosopher,

connect the dots, citadel to citadel, 

where they say fortune favors the bold.

Lost dogs run the pack,

Starlink and Palantir,

technofuedal technate

kills the nation state.

Hellhounds raze Cerebus,

with snakes on their backs.

Shimmer, bouquet, glittering, 

Ruby-throated Lucifer,

They rarely congregate.

Charm of Calliope sees hellfire red. 

One living Rufous, dead Annas at the gate.

Hover drones hover.

hummers chatter hawksmoth,

dark mixes in the light

shadows, four crescents red.

tulip flowers float on the water lily

under a midnight hammer, betroth.

No transport of holy fire 

with the closure of the holy sepulcher.

Naked beneath the cloth. 

Whose fury demands what price?

Arrows fly toward the sky

from the land ingrained

in the philosophy of sacrifice.

Epic failure. Flare for the dire!

total erasure— 

Cancel culture can't be trumped.

record the time of death 

—damnatio memoriae 

The war for the future of the world…on fire.