Beyond the Garden

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Koba
Koba
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Fallen angels cast out in anger
learned to walk with a sensual swagger
selling postcards of the Golden Calf
atop pedestals of cracking marble.

The women still come and go
discussing statues of Michelangelo
while Buddha sits in the garden
smiling serenely about nothing.

Koba
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29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnowabout 3 years ago

Pretense in the present - things have become messed up or have ever been? A play on words of dogmatic tradition that leaves you behind thinking about hypocrisy.

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