I searched the town for the hidden homeless chapels
Where the blood is staged
Yet ganged together to battle the hallucinatory virgin
Who but smiled mounted her ride rode away
Away from the devout chanting hunger hymns
And pulling elbows quickly tiredly into chest a drug halo
Ascending with whispers of smokable cocaine floating
Between the brick and the ivy
Others under bridges sucking on queasy piles of sub-human regret
The stolen bicycle parts of the android army dead and stacked
Ignominious heap in denial
Told the streetperson blues for personal salvation
Shivved the man crucified his message
Orgone leaking up to stratosphere
Ashes float down on the gasping heads of holy watchers
Hold blades make statements venerate the ruling class