Sand and Solemnity
-Briar Eve Sheurmann
This is a series of 1st person internal monologue/poems from the orphanage gang's respective perspectives. They take place on the orphanage beach, during time kompression.
I.
The Stench of a Knight
The sandy shore once spelled out my fate
K-N-I-G-H-T . . . .Though the 'G' was backwards and the
'I' was smudged
I see that smudge now
Underneath my booted feet
It's both superimposed and covered
This is where life meets atemporality
Where death meets existence in dark matter form.
This is where hell begins and this is where it continues.
There is no heaven. And no dreams-Everything has been made flesh
I am dying while living at every possible moment of my life.
The K- night.
If hope was alive, it would split my head open
For perverting it.
I'll die soon.
Hope-fully. . . ..
The lighthouse has no light at all.
I am the only light here. . . .disconcerting.
The castle reeks of decay and feces . . . ..rotting heroes.
Do cowards smell the same, or is their stench less noble?
Will I smell cowardly?
I damn myself.
Damn you, Almasy. You fucking coward