Mountain Song

Mountain Song
breathe bellows within me
carbonated, steel plated
vault of the Moon
cathedral of the Eye

glacier melt ice fanged / grizzly rivers flowing

To thrive
without a God / a Religion
or a Herd.

Drinking espresso
by the ogre cliff
looming over a small town
in the cerebral folds of a valley

Razor arms lift high slice sky
woodlands felled masts raised
sails taut Dragon chest propelled
across Grandfather's fields
rutted streets of the Wog city

Diamonds upon the water shield
I smile
upon me still

Icons aloft smelly feet swift running
eternal dream bleeding hands
unbroken chain of authority

Congre-Gator with wild eyes
hungers cold stroking barrels
freshly loaded with ammo from High School

Whip up a recipe for War
our fantasy life
ignite bon fires
boots set to marching

farmers /
cannot rest

executives /
hung from cell towers

abandon works for metaphysics /
build the Emperor's military monsters

Mountain Men / Space Cowboys
climb into mysteries / round up the clones

contemplate violent relics of the past
copulate atop mounds of rotting corpses
affirm Life in the midst of Death
build molecular transporters / bridge the gulf
from the Louisiana Purchase to the colony on Mars

Azamite rises from his bed
Fellaheen before the dawn
Outcast in his exile
roar freedom in village streets
general stores telephone poles

Bind sticks together with fasces
Broken crosses / Wheels of the Sun
get in line, get on the page

Orchestra plays outside group showers
hygiene cleansing greater glory
arrogance throws a humility parade

Illusion of Unity
thrown like a net
over colorful multitudes washed
with red, white, and blue

Separate / Organize / Consolidate
cast the net yet further yourself

As for me, my Ass will stay in the Mountains!

-Werbinox