turning from the burning
pyramid of khufu
this ravaged by the avarice
of robbers ancient
mount shaped as the cosmic base
beheld by armies and tyrants
stone ruin hardly pitched at all
by love filth birth or death
cameras now turning
to a golf course
a green shadow
to remember by
it has an overwhelmingly
positive 5 star rating
but with a tough lie
on the 10th hole
then
rivers of time moving
a necropolis
will gently seed there
where you
will be buried
tourists
new cameras turning
turning from the burning
pyramid of khufu
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6 comments:
Most excellent imagery and apparent paradoxes.
Like playing a miniature trombone on a speeding duck's leg!
Or hanging on to the lip as it takes a sip from a strong sense of humility.
Or hanging on to the lip as it takes a sip from a strong sense of humility.
And then the taste-buds and a metaphorical mouth going, "I hate the taste of humility! IT IS SO BITTER. Why did I decide to sip this?"
Like a plowed down slave in that desert where tea flows freely
I drank it gritty sand for an hors d'oeuvres
Feathers in caps fell and the wind blew it all away
We rose up unfettered and the mighty burden was lifted
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