the chitinous sun shines hazy mist upon the rabbit warriors draped in vermillion silks as they stride with purpose onto the battlefields

craven hyenas in slick business attire, imperial inquisitors of fraudulent taxes in pin striped remnants lope across the dew covered grass

the candle burns itself into a hiroshima shadow etched into the cinder block nightmare of immoveable objectivity meeting impeccable fashion scents

not born but laid into the carnal pits, hatched from plastic to be strewn along the beaches, floating on piss warm seas, another heartdagger dripping oil