Angelic autopsy by Mike Zone

(Lady on a Wire#20)

Folded beneath suicidal dreams within the droning echoes of flesh-machines otherworldly features carved into the faces protruding from the ancient gallery

fading embers bouncing off chrome airships conducting angelic autopsies inside

heaven sent

heaven dead

what is humanity but a series of misinformed angels and demons?

the nightbird’s executioner’s song rings hollow

across death-rattle conversions droning echoes within the body electric

painting with words

esoteric dreams

seekers of divine mysteries

fictionalize, trivialize

labyrinth extinction agenda prophecies

the faith-based system of the world stomped with the many in gods we trust shudders

everything snaps

but the wire we’re on

flying saucers from distant lands molded in a Hollywood garage zap stop-motion red skulls with trickle-down thought adaptations, bulbs burning slightly below the canopy

we’ve exposed lies in the sky

the sets are burning

from severed angel wings drenched in whiskey and gasoline in this ritualistic sin of apocalyptic revelation

choking on cosmic dust

let’s you and I

halt the engine of the world

setting eternity aflame

As always man, take care.

Mike Zone is the Editor in Chief of Dumpster Fire Press, the author of Fuck You: A Fucking Poetry Chap, Shedding Dark Places (almost), One Hell of a Muse , as well as coauthor of The Grind. A frequent contributor to Alien Buddha Press and Mad Swirl. His work has been featured in: Horror Sleaze Trash, Better Than Starbucks, Piker Press, Punk Noir Magazine, Synchronized Chaos, Outlaw Poetry and Cult Culture magazine.