Nasty Savage

Destroyers of false hope
celebrating
in the gloom
of the shady room
Aztec walls of vision
dread of non-existence
so glad in the guilt
of our madness
destroyers of false hope
fiction dogs
are starving
dancing wings
of envy
triumphal entry
Objects of oblivion
were in the
premonition
too young to
be old
don't need
to
be told
before you
start outside
you must begin inside