The Crusty Fog Of Decadence Had A Plan.
Augustus Had One Too.
Spuriously Fragile, Foolishly Intoxicated
Ego’s Contrivance Rushed In On Waves Of Glut.
While Tongue Lashing Got The Partisans Flu
From Bleeding Scars Fertilizing The Zoo.
Confounding Petulance Compliments Of Orange-Filled Poo.
Void Of Equal Measures, Red, White, And Blue Sat In Catabolic Hysteria
While The Crusty Fog Of Decadence Taught The Scars
A Thing Or Two.
H.T. Manogue
From: Echoes From The Wind
Release date 2020
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