Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Millenia Ensnares

We were taken
out of our outhouses
and into the pews
where they slowly
hypnotized us
with an oozing vat
of hand sanitzer
and they gave us
welcome mats
with our last
names written
on them along
with a brand new
brand of fertilizer
chock full of
egg shells.
So.
That was
where I was
when the clock
dropped a dawn
above the clouds
and a white
circular jewel
disappeared
into the new dome
they had installed
just last year.

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