Voikirium's Vault (Updated Once A Week)

[Voikirium]

Up From the Gutter

I can still hear the yipping of coyotes,
In my ear,
Battling for dominance with the professor.

I feel, in my soul,
The icy sting of Old Night,
Working its way in my bones.

I remember the irritation that played across our faces in that cold night.

Then I looked up and saw,
Infinity.

A diamond-studded black cloak,
Mars dancing its merry dance,
The scarred silver dollar—the moon.

And the Infinite,
Omnipotent,
Unyielding Dark,

Forced back by Celestial Sparks.