(content warning) Suffering

[heslopian]

"In Italy for thirty years under the Borgias they had warfare, terror, murder, bloodshed—but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci, and the Renaissance. In Switzerland they had brotherly love, 500 years of democracy and peace, and what did that produce? The cuckoo clock." - Harry Lime, The Third Man

Shining like baubles on a Christmas tree,
Raised and lighted by town hall.
The fury of stasis. Even in silence
One can hear the agony,

The heathens, the queers, the adulterers,
Bones snapping like children’s feet
On dry twigs fallen from their trees.
All man’s ingenuity

Has been utilised for pain,
The torment of the enemy,
Real or imagined, some pretend fallacy,
As these monuments attest,

Resting in their hollows like zoo animals,
Behind panes of glass,
Beside small white plaques.
One can almost hear them breathing.

O my love, my honey bee,
I would hold and kiss you here
Surrounded by these implements,
These chisels and racks

And silver thumbscrews.
An echo chamber of sorrow,
Where even down the valley of years
Close listeners will hear the screams.

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[billy]

somehow you face doesn't suit the torture portrayed hehe

though the vocals are spot on. nicely done jack.

[heslopian]

haha No I look too well fed to be a tortured romantic caught in agonies of lust at an Italian torture museum. Plus my beanie doesn't help