With terrorists at the city gates
You spend the night at the hotel
While armored cars roam the streets
A night you always knew would come
You lie on the bed watching searchlights
Cross the sky
And the blinking lights of the corporate towers
Beckoning to the unknown

The smokestack
In the abandoned factory
What is the sign of desolation?
The prophecy
Not two bricks left
One upon the other--
Moving through the days
Your breath heavy--
When the pillars fall
The temple comes down
With the heaviness of a sleepless night--
You reach for the pill that cures
Through destruction
While gazing at the face of an angelic androgyne
On an enormous billboard