Mass Sacrifice for Temple Rites [Today's News Poem, July 24, 2010]

Mass Sacrifice for Temple Rites [Today's News Poem, July 24, 2010]

Temple rites:
kiss of life. Burrows of flesh
enfolding.

Fists of chests
grip and pound. Echoes of shrieks
in tunnels.

See those limbs?
Heads at sea founder and sink
from shoulder—

kneeward; down
where the tide's legs and all boots:
and sirens

open up,
catching songs, dirges—the wails
and swallow.

“Officials and eyewitnesses spoke of a mass stampede in which people were trampled under foot. At least 40 others were injured, some seriously, and many police and ambulance personnel were seen giving the kiss of life to victims.”
– The Telegraph, 6:03PM BST 24 Jul 2010
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/europe/germany/7908522/18-dead-in-Love-Parade-stampede.html


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Trampled by We [#twitterfoundpoem July 24, 2010]

Trampled by We [#twitterfoundpoem July 24, 2010]
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dont be friendly with 'm 'm mass panic.
in india the hindus trample themselve,
in 'm mecca the muslims
and now in germany, those that listen to cheap 'm 'm 'm 'm music.
be friendly with enemies.
Okay, maybe not kittens for enemies,
But goose stepping cheap music mass panic
could definitely trample a bed of pretty kittens right now, though.
Okay, maybe the RIOT grilled kittens taste good
to The mob! maybe cheap 'm 'm music 'm 'm mass panic
and religious frenzies make good enemies.
be friendly with enemies because enemies are stupid we
Anyway, cattle prod to the testicles ends
all good Riots. and like all good
religions of Fear, trampling a bed of pretty flowers
ends all good people.


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