Mercury Elixir

by kholinar

He’s more than sane.
He brought sustain,
He bought clay clocks
to watch them wane.

As the prophets set
an armistice ablaze,
He stalks their daughters.

He’s more than sane.
He drowns their fathers.
He scries the pitch
for blackened waters.

His daughters flee
the madness at His gates.
He’s more than sane.

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