The Monarch

They search for a new frontier A new land, through the Rockies and the Appalachians Over the thickets and prairies They fly to a mystical land that once belonged to the Aztecs And Mayans, where Avocado trees rise Tall and strong and little Mexicans Make the long mile for a notorious freedom. And they fly…

Rehymenation – A Prayer

The confessional Is like a rehymenation ward Where putrid sin is vanquished To the renewal of Aurora’s dawn Which eventually (with time) heats up To scorching Ra and at the strike of noon Clothes come off, when the glare Is as blinding as the awoken bliss Quaking out from the epicenter And that fault seemingly…

Catholicism in 2200 AD

The lonely church At the end of a rocky cliff Stood as the lighthouse to none And in those vacant pews Termites sang hosannas And dust mites played pipe organs And the light – the truth Seemed eclipsed by darkness And here there were ghosts of saints Trapped inside plaster And after the fall of…