We gaze beyond the universe’s precipice
and the Terror plucks out our eyes
to utter its name invites a feast of tongues
the Word corrupted, it sleeps no longer
Sol rages, the Herald cries—ruin
we came from stars; now we return
nourishment for the Sun Eater’s

Fall of Orion

Artemis’ arrow
of the golden shaft
lightning that
broke the sky
cleaved off Orion’s
shoulder as
Betelgeuse turned

His club tumbled
from heaven
into the Atlantic
tearing our world

All that remained
was a velveteen sky
in mourning
and silence