awaiting the war-heads

Landscapes of skyscrapers vast and vapid;
 Billions of fly-foolish souls trapped in ghoulish ego cells
 excitedly marketing each other excrement;
 Liberal gentiles gifting pseudo silver spoons
 to the scabied ravenous,
 Donning diagnosis like bar-codes
 soul-swooning Hansel sensitives
shuffle single-defiled
 into the doomed licentious Narcropolis
 sometimes leaving bread trails
of sonorous symphonies, soaring verse,
and opiated still-lives.
 "All is vanity."
 All is vile verility.
 All is vapid velocity.
 Come you mushroom-headed city swallowers,
 come,
come from and to all earthly angles,
 and like burning ghastly angels,
 re-awaken our sad and savage grace:
 return us our primal ashen purity!