from blackness come a backwards sun


waxing and waning in the solitude of parallax
a satellite of fathers without sons
deep crescents in crescendo, bleeding spears of iridescence
lithe immortals’ sacred shadows emanating from the sun
where wisdoms echo truths absurd
from silence come the spoken word
where drought becomes an arid flood
from mortal wounds come ether blood
contorted, convoluted in the serpent eyes of aftermath
a minuscule catastrophe made cosmic
evermore a wretch indebted to the charity of heaven
summoned to a dungeon splendid, accursed, unmended microcosm
laid open to sagacious maw
from perfection come tainted flaw
laid waste by annihilation’s yield
from fantasy come terrors real




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