I narrowed the world with scorching air,
a cave I stalked into earth’s bosom lair
echoing with its iron song
where no foreign hand belong.
I weighed my lungs in the choking air,
it laid the foundation bare
with the sinking burden of its flight—
a flash of light, and swift goodnight.
Years drift through the sulfurous after-air
Buried at the point of its timeless snare
Bent, unbroken on its stark crescendo
Lost to a brother I should never know.
(And for the more fantasy/full book inclined, don’t forget that there’s just one more day to get in on the FLASH SUMMER SALE currently involving The Hollow March, the first novel in my Haunted Shadows series. Don’t let it pass you by!)