Firing through the night
exhausting fight with bone cold
Splitting slivers from the whole
Catching a vein and running wide
a ladder Connecting now to later
Splitting time down the middle
Missing rungs from the bottom
Finding another way.
She is ancient beauty , glowing dome in the night,
Approaching slowly, clawing deep impressions dragging through the muck.
To be bronzed for posterity.
Carrying SATOR dome on her back frozen lightning full of Lumens
flashing winking smirks in passing.
She looks everyone directly in the eye.
"Give me your old, tired, and worn. I guarantee, in me, a far better place; beyond your wildest dreams. "
The word is drafting lonely sticks and twigs into pairs around the edges of the derelict pond.
Retired custodians waiting to depart from polished station comfort.
Celebrating a claw they captured,
the ones on top dig deeper
Consuming mouthfuls of them at a time
Chirping new feathers and feet cling to the mesh singing with
the rythm splashing of a retired crucible leaking out the sides
Rhinoarachnid catches the mist on the rim of the dark pool the shape rises from
Humming
"Escaping from the flow
Preferring the unknown"
Distant laughing echoing through space lucid data becoming self aware.
One day there was a princess in a tower and she thought a white Knight was coming to rescue her and he was beautiful and spoke kind words. And he seduced her, knowing she was enchanted and would never say no to him. When she became with child her world was filled with joy. But when she told the White Knight he turned into a vicious Goblin and ripped the baby from her stomach and ate it. The goblin was magic so that he did it in such a way she kept on living with a hole in her stomach. And so the princess stayed in the tower in the castle forever after that because she was too afraid of the Goblins outside her Tower. And who would want a princess with a gaping hole in her stomach anyway?
