Glaciated, encapsulated lough, Pleistocene-style
Subaqueous volcanic eruption fallow, anticipating
Traipse right all over me, I defy thee
Let thy rapturous rifts appear, and my slag and bile will mingle with your foul blood spilled and spit
Blood of penitence, spit consumed with perfidious absence
Have you met my most esteemed Ragnar? Warrior of judgement, antithesis, your Nemesis, fucking retribution
His steel glares fiercely as I slash your yarn and fancy away from my abrupt perspicuity
And you liquefy into the basalt and inundate the ocean’s clunge as sediment
Fossilised, bygone and vacant.

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