CONQUEST

if it were language / perhaps it could
+ speak out to us in beautiful tongues;
+ speak out to us a beautiful world /
intangible like the heavens; (null)

babel-like / i fear the wrath in difference
+ fed by time + fed by distance;
{unwords constructed to deconstruct /
a series of numbers godlike.}

{when the fires hailed down / it was
in that glossolalic poetry;
eight hundred thousand lines surmised:
kill.}

we crafted the chariot’s 
eight hundred thousand eyes. (“true”)
alert / the choir of angels’
+ rhythmic gyrations / + metal on metal;

wordless city, silent city:
{the shibboleth never spoken,
input /EXECUTE/ and execute indeed
+ life consolidated as variable.}

LO! WAS THE GALA NIGHT:
{and as the flames rose, i knew hell.}

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