Wreaking Dies Irae

Wreaking days of wrath

 

as the world reeks of eyes

 

spent on averting gaze

 

and the intellect churns

 

alternate realities

 

directing a dissonance of QR codes

 

and screens curate the screams

 

of the sacrificed laid on the altar

 

no angel to deter the knife

 

Game masters make their moves

 

dislodging pawns and besieging towers

 

forcing Pandora to detonate drafts

 

as some seek to speed

 

and others to slow Time

 

But the streams are streaming

 

and the winds are blowing Trumpets

 

the ear refuses to heed

 

though the skin of humans

 

and eucalyptus lay frayed and scalded

 

by the scorching vibrations

 

and the bones take the hint

 

to accelerate their rate of blanching.

 

 

Pina Piccolo

 

Imola,  October 27, 2024

 

Cover image: The Triumph of Death, Anonymous, Palazzo Abatellis, Palermo.

 

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