"so secreted into cold air
they made their way
from your roof
your bed
bound by promise
and sealed with a sign
to wave when the Day would come
and come it will...
but spared (you and yours)
from the falling swords
by this silken pledge
Jericho Jericho
your dead
will pile like wet leaves
choking the gutters
walls will fall
stone blood
and ash
and in the harlot's window
a scarlet cord
made of midnight oaths
will be all that remains"
From here.
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