“Follow,

Look,
Open,
Contain,”
~Kaptain Kuklos 
 
A Pale Prince 
Commodore Carnage 
Decorated with the Bones of the Dead
He Sits High 
On His Slavering Steed, 
The Pony’s Knees Buckle
The Boiling Bastard Bounces his Bottom
Breaking This Mammal’s Back
Biting His Bridle Bit
This Ancient Animal Arder of Order
Surveys
Scolding
Scorchering
Bodies
Struggling to Stand
A Line of Spirit Formed

Following Suffering Spirits 
In A Frozen Prison 
Their Voices 
Hollow Haunts 
Transmitted Through
Congolese Glass, Bought with Blood
Typed and Tempered on this Rune 
In Tune with a
TRAP

Eye Never Dreamed 
Our Whispsers Would be Absorbed
Assaulted and Vaulted 
In a Silicon Steel 
Honey Glazed Jar 

Kaptain Kuklos, 
The Ancient Animal 
Surveys the Singing Saints

Humans, the empathetic kind,
The Heat Above Them

The Entire Sky
A Satanic Sun

30
70
100 years later 
Will WE Remember 
How WE Let the Kage Klose?