Bank on Tourism

Numbered from the first off-white brand that came
Smoking for a good few seconds that must have been
Hell!  For an eternity of bubbling, popping, sizzle...
And off again soaked in steam from the head up.

Breathes good, clean lightly here, high on fingertips
Once princely, these cragged frosty peaks supplicated
Like statues but can choke a Chinese monkey in a prank's length
Wearing ink so heavy it forged mountains out of skin.

It was spiderwebs of fog spinning into the trees that day.
They rode on down in frigid air farted out by a bronze Buddha
Whose shit was speckled with jade and gold and bled
All the peoples of the world onto the pyramid beneath.