1. You sit watching your brother die cause you
Chewed on sickly rabbit. Poor boy Parsifal likes to
Hurt his sister and so infection sets in like a
Gang of wolves licking at the heels of the anaemic
Aboriginal hunting grounds where you sprain
Your thumb throwing rocks at cadavers... bashing
In my weakened knees
Animal people scale the walls so easily; your bitter
Family holding court without your consigns, reprimand
Your viral sanction anxious ears solicit thee, my
Snarling spies sit down to tea, and ignore the
Bubbling sores that swell and spit along your backbone
2. Call your general, fortify his skin so my disease
Can't penetrate your china shack of ignorance and
Purple turbans split the bread between your chins
Annihilate bacteria, eating breeding serfs and
Peasants bloody plague-boys stealing crumbs...
Bashing in my weakened knees
3. Stripling arrows ricochet off teeth and crystal
Nightime goblets. Dinner guests eat their
Dinners facing west you fling your curses forth,
And they are swallowed by the masque, by the
Trees, by the hollow oddities...
Bashing in my weakened knees
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