100714 beautiful vision


lay the head of your beautiful vision
down on the alter of Perfection
feed my most vivid dreams
to the wolves of idealism

to those who wait in the wings
to strike the first blow
with blood-thirsty fangs
who salivate in the throes
of chase, and those who follow
with the last stone in hand
for the stumble, and the fall

fear and hate have a hunger
no loss, no offering satiates
they swallow us whole

relinquish your sin
acknowledge your role
the sacrifice will someday
eat its way through us all
the world over, and again
from the inside out as often
as you do unto others
from the outside in


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