that alkali blood

Degenerate this baron wasteland washed away with political grime scarred this concrete world a symptom of a larger disease From this large black structure a touch on the sky the stark-starry contrast, live and die creatures seethe believing it to be a lie river to black naked dust pastures to princes to bare and trust whole to nothing the servant to us exploit the land with hands of synthetic reasoning water to wine to alkali blood a perversion twisted to good the trees with no surpise rise to the sky crying out for life from light shadowed by imposing giants with concrete teeth the tidal surge of electronic information communication deliberate and confused claustraphobic wheeze, this steel lung put my world into a syringe and inject it back the veins of my country a tar ridden trap the tree i see a jagged metal structure improve on nature?is that what you would like? nurture the pigs gut and cut out what you like tell the trees to keep our dreams clean tortured paradise lonely and bare unaccomadated everything our fortune in the clouds lay down those skeletal weopans in god we distrust wipe clean with an oxygen cloth believe me my lips are made of gold cold and smooth before the end the destruction is removed broken glass from my broken home broken from this trust in erratic rust a call to arms to season this web paint a pretty tree draw a dirty lie an eye for an eye a tooth for a tooth in nature is my proof the moon dilates in our earthly eye the sewage of communication canals the engine coughs the cogs they grind eloquently misguided into an artificial star before reason and crime our only worth raped by self proclaimed gods judgement shall be passed painted onto the landscape of life the brush strokes smear and become a mist a rabbit in a dog's jaw we are bitten by unnatural law we hand bleeding that alkali blood let the clouds bleed tears of sincerity let the trees breathe from our dust let the oceans rage and capture us wrap us up like infants coddle and suffocate then disintergate into natural crust our veins shall burst and form rivers of red a new born life from us the dead