Sequins shimmer like Venetian gold coins
hungry for battle or, the hunt with bow
each quiver, fletched arrows, nimble and quick
worshipful from the crown down to the loins
artful, the old codger watches his hawk
lithe, agile and graceful, she fells a doe
kindness and the love of blood sport, dark, thick
sable tresses tumble in threefold locks
ingenious curls engineered as to gawk
needlessly, at beauty, they stare, awkward
buggers, Albigensian heretics
eradicated, none to preach the Word
age and sex disregarded, bundle sticks
underneath the stakes to smoke out the fox
tunnels underground, what history lost
yolk in the face of the Church, teach pure hate
late capitalism, the current stage
inherit inequality, no cost
kindness kills the Cathars with ropes hung high
exploit otherness as ideas to mate
terror with blindness as metaphors rage
hopelessly against the physical form
exterminate the rats, to sell and buy
narcissism, echoes heard on shortwave
inflation, high gas prices, lengthy lines
general malaise, ill at ease, buy more to save
hungry for war, the world full of landmines
tragedy, just a word, before the storm
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