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?