Hunting Party I

At war,

      Hunting spear grin tipped hideous intent smile, Marked with the scent a F(r)iend's silhouette, In vacant detail holocaust grave born dreams the wolves' skin arrives as an epidermis hand over heart cuffed tattoo, A mongrel beast pillaging the sleeve written heart of all conviction, Primordial lunatic queen of all predators, Avarice hunts down echoes of comfort, Our plastic reverie intention from the memory ache of compassion, In the deluge of apathy's unspoken mindshare of conscious sedation, Bought heirloom every home is a world's next generation sandcastle earth wide: By socially newspeak  accepted terminology of lethargic media hive televised agreement to a pale horses' speech.

In earnest anticipation of,