Moles in Fixed Ratios

Circumspect valleys of ideologies
severed cords encapsulate the shaded tale
a world of grave unraveling

while larks enter through divided windows
to tables set with glass ornaments
alighting on a fine layer of dust

upon the weathered cowering folds
of history’s long inscribed divisive night
discerned by keen eyed philosophers

detritivores tunnel, long spools unwinding
gods consume fervid clamoring masses
moles in fixed ratios delineate lost markers

these property lines in space
each a bounded deontology
a tetra pylon, cartography with no names

obedience is a breath taken without prophesy
a wilderness unfettered by human desire
an undertow on volcanic shores

whirlpools capture victims unsung
as long whispered fears signal
to reach disintegrating caves

This poem was originally posted here: and later incorporated into another poem Leontion’s Universal Faculty:


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