Morocco dance through pirates and golden suicide
Drink the cup the golden dream painted lead
Baroque water salted with greed and alchemy

Her thigh is a transparent revolution trembling
Bayonets and rivers drenched in lucid flags
Know the prayer of messiah hands vivid

(come unto me o desperate ones) the angel of light
smiles a supernova poets cry to describe
shocks of panic on crowded buses
and shopping malls infested with sleep
-ing souls chewing dead skin
cells splitting the universe
prisons of steel laughter
-thought burning the void
bending black space worm
-holes swallowing paradise
with the sweet kiss of truth…

(shaking by the dark fire, the shaman rattles dreams)

loose, a snake roams the
hot sun stares
the earth red…

Alex Roth

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morocco-dance-through-pirates/