Consuming Jerusalem - Monumentum

I Kissed PILATO’s Hands\nand touched the Nails in JESUS’ones\nMaking the Favourite JEWELS\nof my WIFE with His collapsed EYES\nIn the Pure Waters of BAPTISM,\nI have baths of Iconoclast Youth\nOn the Humilated Cross of CHRIST,\nI hang on the Ghosts of MORAL Slaveries\nTwo Thousand Years and I realised VATICAN’s foundations\nRise-up on Earth ENTRAILS\nTwo Thousand Years and I realised VATICAN’s columns\nAre full of Reptiles drenched with WASTED prayers\nMy Flight is now NOCTURNE, Unsoiled by Celestial TRINITIES\nYour Beloved GOD, my once UNREQUESTED Shelter\nI saw him drowning in my EXCREMENTS\nin the Dim Light of a no-Consolation ORACLE\nI Won’t be Chained to you Forever\nI Won’t be Victim of My Human Desire\nMy FLESH not praying for Mercy anymore, and my Soul has gone\nLeaving a Black WEB on its Place…\n…a black Web Devourin the ONCE deposed Egg\nGift of an eighteen years Soul TRASCENDENCE\nI, the Delivered Treasure\nI, Field of Misery\nI, Enfeebled Cobweb\nI, the Mirror Phobic, the Neo-Phobic\nI, Marbre Noir\nI, Shadow of Myself\nI, TRAGOEDIA