Thanatos Apocalypse Hexer Teeth

The passing of the body,
from one boat to the next.

This place where the planes been
downed
by war.

The architecture of white men,
the place,
all places,
the cremate servants of the beast.

Leaders of corporations.
Scaffolds of skulls.
Blitzkrieg and beat fast.

The passing of the body,
from one boat to the next.

O poem of the tropics.

The land. The lands!

Submerged on lost planets,
so far across stars.

We’re lost, our ancestors.

Subjugation to death.

Unformed and worshiping of it.

– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin
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Bells of Tolrileum

The Bells of Tolrileum
I heard during torture,
the marketization, rule systems,
and subjugation
of
people.
The unfreedoms.
The magik. Symbology.

I remember the lost civilizations

          the Way of the Queens

          the days of learning and courage

          introspection with molecules.

I heard the Bells of Tolrileum.

Now
others are hearing.


– Poetry by Wes tewkMehrtin
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