When Hemlocks Fail
by Robert Paul Gass (aka Imagines Vinco aka Ultionem Vinco)
Oblate the heads of vultures pierce the cracks
Of art hermaphroditic bolts of light
And span of wings the speed of prey it lacks
With stooping neck and blade of beak as might.
The wot to torture body felly's spin
Afflicted groaning shards as atoms turn
Against rebellion angel's staining sin
And weave the elements of four to burn.
The ones obscene cavort foundation's bane
To wield as harpies talons curved the voice
Melodic driving helpless crew insane
As helotism bears the bitter choice.
The vultures feed the wot to spin in space
Foundation laying dread damnation's place.
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