Crusade Against Decision (feedback request)

In mosques I have only seen puppets,

Bending like the bow of a voiceless ensemble.

My eyes were blind to the faculty of parallel bodies.

Until my three dogs collapsed,

Facing their holy city, and like a writer

Crying lyrics that cannot be understood,

They prayed unconsciously.

My knees solidified,

And I could not slouch,

So I hobbled up the stairs and fell

Backwards into my bed,

From which I could never stand.

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