obscene volatile compounds multiply
swishing wildly throughout dry caverns

doppelganger iron tubes cradle the young
chaotic curves foretell danger
closed fists prevent gagging
while meager rations supply rationale

where knuckle-dragging fanatics deliver
shrouds with shadows of faces narrate

chaff floats hopefully through demented rusty sieves

if it’s another end, where will the dust flow
what artificial animation will rise from the sludge

sleek lines of satin stripped away
leaving rough skin ready for smoothing
tongues trailing until sunset
when all quietly settles into chaos

dominance belies an encompassing calm
sliding under-stairs until toxic cloud has blown