Shadowstar
impaled
bled white
I fed
the demon
stellar beast
Shadowstar
blood
I owed
splashed
on raving
silver black
infinities
Shadowstar
my life
transmuted
into light
that falls
on worlds
forever damned
bleed us all,
O Shadowstar
--Ross Balcom
Poet's Notes: If you have the need to bleed, call Shadowstar. I highly recommend this first-rate impaler.
Editor's Note: I enjoy the way Ross leaves it to the reader to imagine who/what Shadowstar is exactly. A black hole? A space vampire? A cursed sword? Worse?
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