I thought of Conversations on Islam
Out of forbidden necessity
Imagery of distortion
Tale of bullshit
Strangers sorrows sought
an honest insult
Self-loathing and
bitterness of
things to come

A splintered hand
shatters against the sky
with a torquoise cry

Raised steel at 
the angle of libre

Bloodletting as the 
cure for the sickness within

Drink of cold mist
with an evaporating breath