two messengers
from the book of revelation
the pair sat in lawn chairs
underneath two olive trees
fire spewing from their mouths
consuming any wickedness
strolling up the lane
earlier they had labored
in their pristine garage
sawing and hammering and
finishing two lampstands
to support reflective light
they exacted their prophesy
for forty-two months
flooding an interconnected world
with plagues and bloodware
meant to tame the beast
despite their divine intentions
the beast prevailed in war
emerging from the underworld
and leaving them lifeless
on a street in salem
the people drank and cheered
and burned lawn chairs
in the bottomless pit
dancing around the witnesses
for three and a half days
the earth began to tremble
and a cool wind filled their
bodies with new life
sweeping them off their feet
rising above a city crumbling
may two thousand thirteen
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