The Birth Of Deluge - Poem by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
A fent in the huge, rain-blooded gourd
of heaven pukes Deluge and dirt
upon these lands...
Angry heavens spit violently
downward toward hidden collieries of
harlotry - accompanied by Deluge and
white rage - satins of gold-lined thrones
become whited sepulchral flags.
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