beatitudes long forgotten

blessed are wooden triangles broken by escaped spirits
blessed are silent rooms that misinterpret my shoelaces
blessed are chain-link fences hurdled by dismembered trees
blessed are boulders and clouds that imitate mammalian behavior
in order to dupe the skies into cruelty
blessed are reptilian philosophers that can use discarded underwear
as the flags of a bogus army but instead
hide their uncouth mute ubiquity in plain sight
blessed are elaborate pageantries of dying geese and grasshoppers
in search of the meaningless

triangles are no good for keeping trapped spirits in (broken magical triangle)


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