apres moi le deluge

you are crazy and you are insensible
when your dam breaches and the words,
they come pouring forth in drowning waves
with great rocks that would crush us all;
you want to flood the world with nonsense
of a metered, rhythmic sort of deluge
and sweep it all away leaving a blank page
that begs for another hemorrhage

yes and YES and yes again!
may i fill the empty valleys of this place,
may i anoint the empty foreheads too
with the oil of a new kind of madness…
and every man will reign as king
and every woman will reign as king
while i will dance as fool at the feet of all

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