man measures his might

stripping bark

off trees

at night

in the bleak

underbelly

of freedom

caucuses

his diseased

and scarred soul

celebrates

with fireworks

made in china

the symphony

wreaks havoc

over the shouts

of incestuous

contentions

that i am better

than you

storm troopers

reignite

the paltry

defenses

of occupants

with high heeled

oblivion

headed our way

from the cape of good hope

the ivory coast

where storms

are formed

and births

of civilizations

scream out

in agony

deathbed curse

reversed

into fruit flies

that buzz

over head