black suits. jesus and the devil
walked past one another on
single panes of glass and gravel
each with a black suit and white
tie what a cleansing confrontation
of power that seeks no end
armageddon’s follies can’t match
that of the human empire that
spends it time drinking sand
diamonds excavated from hade’s
handlebar mustache wearing drug
store attendant that bleeds oil and
vomits hollow green gold
regurgitated from the metallic
streets light years above his little
shop on the platinum skyways that
connect the lands of jerusalem’s
multiplied cosmic dynasty that will
meet us after we propagate our last
meal this world’s epitaph will read:
everyone gravitated towards everything
obtained nothing in the search of all
becoming everything that is nothing
resulting from the monetary war call
Black
Suits ..
will carry you away
someday you’ll have to face
the black suits carrying you away
- Apollo’s Orphan
