BLOODY LIPS
The bloody wound
Of the gladiator
Gurgles out life's end.
The cries of acclimations from the stands
Fill the sky with raging tigers.
Waving their arms about to incite the masses
The aging notables add an air of dignity to the arena.
Making their separate entries
they
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over the still-warm corpses
Of the young. Their withered lips they pose
Upon the fresh flowing wounds
And, to prolong their lives – so they believe,
Suck, ravenously suck out the blood, blood, blood.
Fresh blood from the sun
Flowing into filthy veins
As into sewage pipes,
And thus the Heart of the Nation is abandoned.
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Two blue men the size of football players walking through a store wrapped in Roman gladiator armor was bound to attract attention.
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You can’t walk around here half naked in Roman warrior costumes or every woman in a fifty-mile radius will be on you like flies on honey.
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I'm scanning the sky for doo-doo missiles, when there's a bloodcurdling scream. An ugly thing with a human body, ears like a rabbit and a face so grotesque it would make gladiators wet their pants leaps off the roof of the houseboat. It lands right in front of me.
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