by Tony Vogt
The cap in Capitalism
worn backwards
might stop the whole show.
The hag in Hagiography
simmers stew
from the bones of saints.
Says, “We’re either all
going to heaven or
we ain’t.”
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And the pale patriarch
who followed Labyrinth
to labrys, double-edged axe,
can’t find his way back.
Already he is changing.
