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bloody fingers

Posted to Action Poetry




digits of indentured
servitude
for self perpetrated
crimes

they do the time
and pick at quarries
to release crude art
from marble
embody powers
and columns for
a vain acropolis
a frail pantheon
contributors
to mental civility
and spiritual
alignment

the fingers rise
and fall
like so many proud
corrupted rulers
whose derisions split
and fracture
a once advanced
society