Poezja

In your domain 
walking with men of straw 
to immolate myself. 
 
If power was sacred 
why you did not stop 
the reversing of gender role? 
 
Oh, there was water on Mars 
streaking like the tears 
on your face. 
 
The apes were coming. 
There was elation and suspicion. 
The vortex of existence needs surgery. 
 
Unlikeness calls for 
introspection. I am asking 
god to pray for me.