Tents of hunger…

…burn effigies
of the man…

…and wait for the

Kalki shawarma…

to wipe away

not a dry eye,

in the house.

The avatar arrives at

the end of the age

on a pale steed

with the sword of cleavage…

427,000 years left in the dark yuga.

Hey wicker man…,

take a seat in rattan.

The institution

and it’s tenants

sustain the one

eyed dajjal.

Mahdi is one…

…we are legion…

_Son of Ham
By: hiroshi kuhn

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