Hunter for Honour
Worlds melt into eigengrau swamps,
croaking their last breath in a drunken
chorus.
Stars crawl into the vehement orifices
of diseased space, like martyrs fed to
lions.
As time itself grinds to a halt,
creating
a cataract of glacial eternity,
wrapped in
saturninity,
The unknown man saddles his mare for
one last vengeful odyssee to reclaim his
integrity.
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