Sphere of Saturn

Miter perched atop the head Over teeming crowds of ignorant lovers Insurgent thoughts Dangled over the heads of all men Becoming To rise alone to great violence I must, for you Each day, for you Each breath, for you The heat death of stone walls Irradiated from dirty bombs Dead cells Misgrowth Blindness Abound

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025