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
pleased to let you think
you got away.
You merely stoked my anger.
I simply lengthened
even as I stoked the fire of
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