How much more righteous I would be Coming on black-tipped wings With eyes that shine with mourning With sword red-tipped with wrath How...

Consumed Hazel blooms of arcing thunder Level me in awestruck wonder Bought and paid for by her touch Sinking in and swallowed up...

A machine-man brought to life. Built in a world submerged. Industrial. Used. But brought to life by something unexpected. The spark, like...