Monday, July 2, 2012

The Usual / Conqueror Worm, Etc.,...



But see, amid the memic rout, 
 A crawling shape intrude! 
A blood-red thing that writhes from out 
 The scenic solitude! 
It writhes!—it writhes!—with mortal pangs 
 The memes become its food, 
And seraphs sob at vermin fangs 
 In human gore imbued.