When humanity reverses marble cities face gargled governance of Putrid cousins and from East pockets of holes, scars of shells, falling hell leave the

When humanity reverses
marble cities
face gargled governance
of Putrid cousins
and from East
pockets of holes, scars
of shells, falling hell
leave the artists'
brush dry

tones and levels
drones and devils
descend from darkened
skies
For too long
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