body of sound, body of torn flesh
reassembled in weaponized blood
shot from spaceships on autopilot.
Blanket of skulls with lipstick
and charcoal eyes, ghostly tongues
lashing from lines of bone.
Waves of disrupted soil
coalescing with mutant thorns.
Burns on the idol's face and hands,
guts radiant behind the sealed orifice.
Flowers laid open by relentless sun
blades turning around a lens
stalks rising for a hand that is gone.
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