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Jose Clemente Orozco Gods of the modern world

go to garden
inexorable imposes

learn from leaves
bended knees

ceremony close

you hear
despair's drum

crawl

fall

now descend

go through
manuscripts
littering marsh

lost alphabets
no word
no
numbers

mutilated manuscripts
you tore
at skin
so deeply

impeccable gloves
conceal
bone

remembering

water

saliva

tears
turbulent tears

abominable

covered with clay

Jose Clemente Orozco – mural - Gods of the modern world

Christopher Barnet

Christopher Barnet

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