Deus Erat Verbum Poem by Tanec Rayl

if I sort at the mean, implying we see a fact
what differences this Universe

it is yellow I distinguishing admit
to vapour such consequence, parting nothing
head inclined toward Porphyry's voice
a wolf responsible of Genesis

I whom all others wither into one
from my being rejecting sheep,
many of type dog, not nursing
following subscribed feelings
following no calling

Logos, Theos, Arche
all-condemning, belief-leeching

and you who threaten consciousness
with distant metaphysical victual
be girdled now home
redeemed of inception