Though I am a mighty king,
I am an illustrious
Prisoner of this mantle.
If my strength should fail, even
For a moment, I will be
Executed by next moon.
Though I am a mighty king,
I am an illustrious
Prisoner of this mantle.
If my strength should fail, even
For a moment, I will be
Executed by next moon.
If you should spurn the gifts of
Your fathers, you will swim in
Open sea without tether
Hesitating to open
The ancient reliquary,
I finally cracked the seal.
A mist of dust clouded my
Sight, and I gazed at a small
Mirror. My face contorted
Until, as my consciousness
Died, I recognized the smile
Of that blessed Saint Amun.
No chains shall bind me.
No cage shall trap me. I will
Ever defy you.
She is a hydra,
The harder I fight, the worse
It gets, sharper knives.
Vampires swarmed through
The deserted school, sniffing
And grunting, and then
Congregating in
Front of the closet in which
I crouched. I heard their
Gasping words, “human, human,
We smell a human!”
There is a balance
Between our worlds; thus this love
Cannot continue.
She fell so softly
Through the milky water, her
Scarlet gown turned to
Alabaster, as
She breathed her last and became
Immortal in stone.
She walks on winding
Waves; she cannot forget the
Sea; she knows chaos.