"PENTHESILEA (EXTERMINATION CAMPAIGN)"

       I.

patroness custodian of the Trojans,
most formidable woman of axe and spear -
daughter of Ares and Otrera !

sister of Hippolyta, Antiope and Melanippe,
strike fear into these sorrowing troops of man !

cleanse not their lands from their staphylococcic bacterium :
let it be ! let it be ! yes - let them have their reckoning !

     Penthesilea laments ! :
the sorrowing troops of man tried to stoop to the level of flies
in order to further the dulling of their lives !  
however, the soul of man is nowhere made
to process of contents of faeces  !  

Penthesilea ! save them not but exterminate them,
for there are no cures to the philter of Venus
at such severe a stage of incubation,
how it breaks their skin to sores, the completest agony :
a Monet-esque dermic landscape of rupture and scar and crater
ancient-most wounds of self-destruction
bleeding through the canvas, smearing into a beholder's eye !!!

a tragedy of modern backwardness
and a return to barbaric standards and behaviors
tarnish the emblem of modernity
once hanging proud, its crest on the walls of history

dirt and filth and garbage ! drunkery and addiction !
salacity and immoral greed ! the Devil do no work anymore :
we drive ourselves willingly to ruin !

orphic sensibilities awoken and interpreted
through the lens of a philosophically futile society,
a society unwell to even argue
its own existence and position in the world !  

a society cursed by Cornucopia, the malison of wealth !

      II.

this development can not be tolerated on the Aryan steppe

the steeds of Amazonian cavalry
kick the earth into frenzy and dust storms

a great stampede upon the homeland
burns under the sizzling rays of sun

saffron-cloaked chthonic nymphae
sing in choral tandem ever-resounding
as the black gorgons winged with those of bats
are struck by the brazen arrowheads
of the proud Iranic soldiery

as rotting apples infest with death-worms –
ripening cadavers leak the crud of viscera, and
nowhere there are funerals !
they are swiftly discarded in the river...

seduced and executed by the Amazon guerilla,
the corpses in the gully now float ominously
towards the rapid to disappear in the whirls forever

rotten to distasteful contortions
and beset by evil ragworms
are they all

guilty of a heinous behavior of sloth
and imprudent gluttony
are they all

an algal bloom of wretchedness,
self-abuse and moral disease
ionized the souls of the dense masses

these diatom-clouds of dead atoms
and fleshly shells of human beings
now floating macabre, eerily
under a Porphyric sky appalling
down the Phlegethon of their fate

these wretched miscreants rot in perfidy ! –
nothing anymore to prove to themselves
but their very egoism – they can do so forever, in Tartarus

senseless excess, uncurbed Sybaritic obsessions !
sensual pleasure, caloric pleasure, egotistic pleasure –
    everything at once !
 
     more, more, more and more...

the ugliest of all human traits
are also the lowest-level common denominators
to our slow, boorish throngs sweating and swooning
in the perihelion of the human comet
the boorish throngs ! suffocate ! in chains and leashes,
however, never asking for anything more
nor even conceiving thereof, than the bare minimum
to be able to keep on playing their dull games and pursuits
for the ultimate pleasures of this world…

     majesty fell
     as power bowed to flattery
     and discipline, to sloth....

     ! Penthesilea returned with the sword !