Poem -

Dragon Fruit

hyperbolic symbolic panic

Dragon Fruit

Since primordial time,
asps have struck our feet
Other serpents coiled our necks,
seeking our defeat
 
Cords strangle
in this Womb
So many babies dying
too soon
 
Pathways
of the neuron tree;
imitated by serpents
redirecting me
 
Like pipers or trolls,
wolves and witches,
with digital candy
and gingerly itches
 
Temptation abounding
in virtual realms;
instant gratification
Hell at the helm
 
Once women wore them
on their ankles alone
but now these dragons
reside...
 
in every corner of our homes
 
If Jeremiah was here to see this abomination:
electrical cables
connecting all nations
 
(herding the goats
deeper into sin;
working for the Devil,
that king pin)
 
He'd tear his robes
and necromance Moses;
tear down every defiled structure
and convert the drones of Isis
 
The dark depths,
which are plunged hour after hour
reconfirm the conviction
that absolutely corrupt
does power
 
Perhaps the rogue priests
who painted Zion's walls
Had seen prophetic vision
of the truest of wars
 
For the battle takes place
in flesh and blood:
it is a race
to deny mankind of God
 
The bait gets set
and we keep biting,
like jolly snapper,
salmon, and whiting
 
I'm sure you've understood
Apple's on the menu again
It's being dangled
 
(like a hypnotist's watch)
 
before the third eye of your brain

 

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