AOTKPTA - The Locust

Ideological leper, newly planted tower:

Grows from the ground and spills its guts out on the sidewalk

Pseudo politico, flat talk o’clock:

Rolls past the site of a flesh insurrection

Sidestepping creep, hostile slumlord:

Grabs his cash and hits the road

His face is scarred and scabbed like the map of some

Desolate wasteland, a speck of neglect

Bombed out and leveled, to be cleansed again

We’ll bury this city in trash

Damage deceiver

Builds up his believers

And takes charge

Stains half of the sewer

With chaos and clover

And charred tongues

Is this the dumpster of your dreams?

And who will be your next trash crusader?

Ancestor incest

The organs are rotting

On weak slabs

Re-animating

The corpses of buildings

With old stones