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Airliners smack into The World Trade Center
Black cockroachy smoke
Spawning from toothy holes
Gemini Giraffes are burning as if smut candles

“Yeezus, ” you sputter unbelievably from the roof.
You take the lift down. Merda? Chirva? Shock.

The center is flooded, television, the radio in the lift,
Rumors on the street, before sleep, jingle in the head:
What if I was on the plane? In the building? E-cho-ing.

Nietzsche’s daydream: the revaluation of all values.
Nation’s on its head, stars and stripes changed into a
Chiornic flag of cynicism. New York’s cops,
Thieves not a month ago, suddenly become heroes.

Fresh moral climate, clean from stains,
Patriotic, declined of frivolous decadence.
Bankruptcy for Marilyn Manson.

But what are you fighting for?
Rescuer: “Freedom. Democracy. Happiness. ”
No-ble.
Congressman: “S&M. Homo. Pedophilia. ”
Da-Da.

Phantasmal excess of maggoty corpses…

2020-07-10 09:25
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