I Slippers—flaming like cardinal's crest; Vivid of motion; in their tattoos prest Saturnalias of passion; @3torrents undammed@1 ... Vishnu—or Chance, her feet oriflammed? II Night—and an orgy of blood spilled red; To the bludgeons grovel obsequious hounds; Truth tatterdemalioned—@3Law abounds:@1 What God incarnadined veins that bled? |