Manifest Destiny
(Rorschach sideways, views fifty-five)
A Poem
By Daigneault
Late October
Two AM Rodriguez’s sighting
The executioner hails
Land Ho!
Celestial diva
Stands watching from the bow
Priests and pirates
The rotting stench of Europe
Fetid feet
Pollute pristine paradise
Angel bleeds
Tears of a thousand Aztecs
Naked children
An aperitif
Eons of agrology
Grist for their perverted mill
Ancient gods and history and magic
But a putrid bilge
Discarded by servants
Of a god, void of earthly soul
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