The Monster Rewards (V)
The spring blossoms with uncertain tones of light and shadow
The days and the nights are no more
The Monster is my father
All the words and wants and imagined worlds;
A shade of blue or black on the grounds of EveryCity
An appalled universe no longer knows us
"Do you recognize it?"
"You are now a warrior"
"On the grounds you command"
As fair Dennis called me General
And soul-sworn colleagues offered honor,
Rendered their loyalty to my broken spine
Bestowed me with relics of a kinship
All in heavy expectation.
So withered by his own power
"Did I not promise you a universe?"
"Did I not promise you a god?"
I am empowered and swollen and uncontrolled
Becoming lost; devoured by something else entirely
Buckling once more
The Monster cast out a heavy wing
And I hide in the shadow of its amnesty
Where all the tears and mournings and dark days are cast in still iron
Time drips intravenously
"Some day, but not today."
Laconic, drifting, I rattle my mind at duality
"It is necessary"
I wonder what we are, the Monster and I
"We are the importance of nightfall"
We are dark
"The contrast that ensures certainty"
Is summer upon us?
