"Why didn't the moon wane?"

Because there,
there was one
who kept hail
his name in a panting
breath and faltering
in the wound that had an affectionate noise.

He can't touch of Kayla's memory
The woman who had been a light
in the full moon
absolute of self-hunt
Death that slipped
from the back aside
softly begin, parting before.

Finally, there are just a fume
of adamantium
that no longer whiff of blood,
leaving a damp smell of wood,

"Because, there are no more weapons in the valley."

2017