Selfies in Aleppo

[Spoken:] *On a ruinous wall I came upon a poster dating from the previous year and announcing that ‘six handsome bulls’ would be killed in the area on such and such a date. How forlorn its faded colors looked. Where were the handsome bulls and the handsome bull-fighters now? It appeared that even in Barcelona there were hardly any bullfights nowadays – for some reason all the best matadors were Fascists.* -------------------------------------------------------- For behold Forsaken from thee Flowered bloom A chance yet to be For the beast Made from the same stone Filthy boots for lick I’m a jealous man Shall we beg For the leap of faith Is the razor blade Formed to lines ‘The worn livery Choose a night-mare Sip from the bleed Jealous God Commander and chief For the policeman and his property Shall we pay For the air to breath All apologies Shall we beg Down on our knees 7 letters written of seven sins 3 beasts: The dragon the worm and The pit Seven candles burn seven mountain tops Kissed by the great whore of Babylon Six handsome bulls Shall we beg For the leap of faith Is the razor blade Shall we lay down, play dead Down on our knees Leap of faith Is the razor blade Down on our knees 7 letters written of seven sins 3 beasts: The dragon the worm and The pit Seven candles burn seven mountain tops Kissed by the great whore of Babylon Six handsome bulls