Hierarchies Of Inverse
by Robert Paul Gass (aka Imagines Vinco aka Ultionem Vinco)
The zodiacal tiger climbs to tire
The ladder spiral asp with love in truth
Beneath the false of soul, the brown in mire
To mauve the cries to weakness thrice uncouth.
The wild of heart to lack the wisdom sphere
And claim the mask of Loki needle point
The eye abyssal seeking green so near
Pollutes the fortune gyre with spokes as joint.
The Callypso in axl drains to black
For day of mask as bat beneath the dogs
And cats that shriek in chamber rapes that stack
The stones of mill with force for sadist cogs.
The tail of scorpion to sting the bent
With need for light to give the later spent.
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