Dave Harvey - Get Mental

Dolos, Human Lice

Icy stares and a blood-red glare in the tinted glass
Fiction lies through slit-line eyes, call it a holograph
Raining down like a votive of fire
The hollow heart of a ghost empire
Savage heat and deathless deceit in the aftermath

I call him Dolos
He calls me human lice

Artifacts of highwire acts now span empty space
What remains scatters to the plains like some feudal waste
The master has been called away
And Veritas is carved from clay
One walks on while the other is gone like the empty vase

I call him Dolos
He calls me human lice

I call him Dolos
Staring back with undead eyes
Stuff him in the tholos
And dance upon the muffled cries

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Writer(s): Dave Harvey
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