"Earth is not Safe"
. . . he arms them
and sends them
as w(r)enching weapons
into my life
. . . smiling scissors,
gorgeous guns
and ravaging razors
. . . he trains them
as paramilitary pageants
which he sends
into my innocuous soul
. . . the lacerating and
lethal laughter of
well-groomed Korean beauties
. . . they're the missiles
that s/tri(c)k(e) the
night skies as fireworks.
as sadistic as Assad,
they're the slick state
agents who decorate the
Olympic dance halls
in Seoul with poisoned
powders, nerve agents
and all the chemicals
that stop the workings
of a man's heart. . .
Then they report
to the hopping dictator,
'mission accomplished,
vitória é certa. . .'
Earth is not safe,
the Angel asserts,
Marry from Mars,
Son of the Muse. . .
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Truly yours,
