Distant Fires

I’ve waited, but not so very long.

The human life is lace before the cosmos.

You thought to elude me?

You locked the door?

I was amused to let you think you actually

accomplished something,

pleased to let you think

you got away.

You merely stoked my anger.

I simply lengthened

my patience,

even as I stoked the fire of

my wrath.

They speak of the foundations of the soul.

I will turn yours to rubble,

shatter you until

pebbles of bone fleck the marrow.

Your destruction will edify me.

And the fire you see in the distant sky

is yours,

and yours

alone.

Welcome home,

damnation’s

bastard

child.

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