“When the storm arrives, would you be seen with me?”

In the calm eye of reckoning

Would you still know me in your ruin?

Would you still know the Fate

Which becomes us?



“I’ve seen angels fall from blinding heights”

Gossamer fools would dare the spheres

And fall through clouds and stardust.

Would you master both sky and strife

Just for the chance to defeat me?



“I’ve seen diamonds cut through harder men”

What in your blood sings for this struggle?

Nothing you know could ever fulfill me

Like the cold bells, the concrete,

Your harsh breath in downfall.



“The coldest blood runs through my veins”

I dream of your bonechill

As the earth stifles slow beats

Of a life once spent breaking

Itself against my hard needs.