"Madvillainy & Other Sacred Texts" (Poem 2 of 15)

Pyrocumulonimbus

The forest fire bore a pyrocumulonimbus cloud

Firestorm, fire falling out the sky, Armageddon 

Tell no lies, hear no hard truths: I dont fuck with

You, neoclassical revival in the neoliberal atrium

That look can gentrify a Columbus neighborhood

Tuninal sychophant, MDMA cost-cutting measures

Thinking intention is the same thing as an outcome

Will come back around like its casing the joint

Like its got debts to pay and the owners are absent

"Stand your ground" state, hooded occult intruders

"Amputation how you survive" hit different in this

Daylight, unearned survivor's guilt, amputee's will

To survive, endotherm feasts on boiling smog deep

Underneath miles of water, enveloped in crushing

Pressure, danger can become the sturdiest armor

Still the kind to enjoy when the train slow but steady 

Gradual progress, never a full stop, despite how 

It feels, always moving forward, times' arrow cross 

The threshold, carried over like newlyweds, cheeks

Rosy but forgot to be embarrassed, local chemist

With the God complex misreading instructions, how

God laughs at all plans, old West meth on local news

Brand New crater, failure to live up to the most basic

Standards, mouth full of ash when it's slow, unusual

Tho how they see everything until they don't, asked 

How it was possible and squinted through legalese 

To find a stone woman with an empty womb swollen

With child, won't be here for the crowning, thankfully