The Bringer

Languishing swallowed and in uniforms' burgundy
stung: what capricious swarms be those,
be they vagary's honors, for valiance's must.

Tastes of bewilderment choking and dust
vanquished, vanquished
and apart, as we only blinked but quickly
missed eternity's welcoming usher.

We saw them zip through the cosmos, above
flash 'cross the valance spectacular:
firmament torn
went the virgin's taunts onward my fever
fell her velvet, but opened mine ruin to all.

Satin to swill
and the silken beneath
caught, and lingers now, fellers sweet to hasten our falls:
Vindicate mine by sights of the lore, are Moloch's
burnt best as burgundy creeps 'round this stump
still Babylon quietly calls.

Babylon, hisses
from her half empty motes : "Fresh crimson,
fresh crimson, the bringer to all."