through the frigid waters.
Thunderous sounds crack overhead
pulling the sky into a contorted grimace,
a scowl of contempt,
a big fucking middle finger in your face.
Pray the celestial spirits
will spare your wretched soul.
Make atonements to
Kratos, Tartarus, Cerberus.
Satisfy the penalty incurred by your wicked ways.
Stop provoking the Deities!
You will exacerbate your torture!
Tonight they come.
Forever seeking the flesh of the ancient youth.
Be attentive to the sounds.
Hark the clanking of the steel quarterstaves.
Catch flight of the javelins skyward.
Trumpets pierce my eardrums.
This is it.
Steady yourself then charge.
Attack the intruders.
Be aggressive and stab,
claw and choke the antagonists.
Defend your territory.
Or try to be hippy dippy
and make peace with these sadists and die.
Bones split with a caltrop,
disjointed from their place of origin.
I will spring forth ferociously
with a torrent of steel blades
charging at the terrorist.
Contending and defending our continent.
Stand down you cockroach.
Abandon your post.
I claim this dynasty now.
Don't fuck with a witch!