I lost all thirst sharding hearts into coal. I de-winged over Marrakesh. I dragged my sword out of heaven and fell to earth. I limped into the Red City with a red cloak.

I licked my burns in midnight shadows. I pulled my chest apart and looked for love. I felt odd prophecies lap upon my mind like storm waves. I wrung out the old lords in quakes and gasps.

I became a human in that darkly dirt. I moved my lips and light poured from my mouth.  I made a mask with my ragged cloak.  I looked up and saw stars I’d never seen before. 

I fell asleep and dreamed I was an eagle. I awoke blinded by the new sun.  I stood and prepared to blend in with the world. I limped out into the long, odd street.