Celebration -- The Fatted Calf

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Subject: Celebration

Author:
T.R. Jones

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Date Posted: 17:27:26 11/29/00 Wed
Author Host/IP: host-208-60-229-180.bhm.bellsouth.net/208.60.229.180

Wasteland catastrophe
Shattered cities
Names erased without being spoken
Buried beneath time rot dust;
Leathery wings stretch open
Darkness falling
Over decimated histories never told
Thousands of faces
Laughing in debauched revelry
Crying and insane
Flogged by pain, loss, torture-
I see myself
Feet caked with gore
Of dismembered, decaying arms, legs
My white dress
Stained with dirt and blood
Flowers and grass in matted hair
Surrounded
By the shadow
Of the angel of death
Engulfed and suffocated
By thick air-static-
I close my eyes
Visions of reality unraveling
The house of reason splintering
I see my destiny
Carved in stone marker
Opening up
Spewing forth
A body racked and livid with decomposition
I see a woman
Pushing forth from her womb
A newborn
Blackened corpse
Never to breathe
Putrid oxygen
Of a dying world
A wilderness world
And in this jungle
There are tigers
And witches
Hungry, pulsating
With rhythm
The essence of life
Lost in their own celebration
Devouring me
Draining me
Destroying me
Until I awaken into present scene
The sun shining
The world standing
Me
Still standing
Ready
To fall.

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