Went from sticking to margins to brazen open marches
Through ancient triumphal arches, caged in marble Trajan’s heart
As prelate, I shall commission incredible works of truthless art
I intend to make harmfully rich the Eternal City’s every starving artist
One by one, the slow-gathered darknesses are harnessed
Virgo ascendant in the stars, ‘longside Mars and Astarte
Long awaited harvest, an occasion, perhaps, for a party
Rubicon-damp sandals, large armies chanting for their champion
Streetside eyes up upstarts mark the hardy, heartful Mark Antony
Across a Campus Martius lined with blinding burning crosses.
Alchemisland 
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