Stars

Face black ash but solid,

Round and sharp,

It breathes in flashes of darkness,

To wed Osiris…

Flash.

A burst of light,

A flickering star,

Earthbound and twisted,

Weeping to the heavens,

There are no kings…

Sniff.

The rancor of sulfur,

Like eggs never cooked,

And the uncleansed breath of life,

Never again to spoil a nose…

Pull.

Cold and hot and sweaty,

And trained and precise and sweaty,

Pull.

Numb and

quick.

 Clench.

And it is gone…