Paraphrased Diaspora

In the culmination of esoteric frequency,
I combine the patterns
Of several Sunday dresses;
And reap the deities of intelligence.

Storm crow; a shattered abundance
Of pain particles,
Deteriorated androids
Bathing in blue black
Esophageal extract.

The mutants of biblical philosophy,
Rearranging the word of God
To make known their own
Uniquely formatted linguistic fires;

To burn down Babylon.

And set ablaze Satan’s throne,
As castrated pigs secure the perimeter;
And squeal; beckoning destruction.

Wrath. Wine pressed underfoot,
While the bare-breasted whore
Consoles herself in consultation;
Drunk.

Giving birth to fetid waters;
Manipulating truth,
And masquerading as the godhead.

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