La politique retrograde

Airborne plague
In the creaking dissolved hinterland
Atmosphere swallows pale light

Door asunder
Gate off hinges
Damp plates hold stale bread
Folks drink warm tasteless beer
Ruddy completion reflecting  dull mesmerism

Aged veins map out the landscape
Of repressed flesh
Humours harbour malcontent
Hope abandoned
Will remade to pious nature
Stairtjacking the will cancels terrors but not forever

Nerves and sinew seek rebellion
Eyes locked on the accuser ,swilling the hemlock
Freedom of thought is beyond  crude judgements means