Throw aside my shield and lance and Turn my face to the storm forming Listen for the lightning, thunder touched Begging for the answer to a question Scratched on dusty coronets
Install you in the center of the solar system To measure all things small and great Mechanical or maniacal or simply deniable Despite answering the question Scratched on a violet sky
You asked me to promise A demand like stopping moonlit tides And so I did it, somehow victorious Waters lapped at my ankles, smiling Scratched on a claybaked face
At least the heart beats dry Scooped up shield and starry sky I never never wanted to lie Alas alas alas I promise I tried
Don the helmet and Tilt at the wind Red banner flapping, flagging Lance up, shield high “HERO” Scratched on a dull dented gorget
Calculate the starsigns Ah the rhythm and rhyme More perfect than math Gleaming symmetry stark but Scratched firmly on steel
The gear wobbles and gyre fails Glancing the lance a pitiful tang And looking for lightning Held at arms length Scratched across an abyss
I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry
That when I said I promise
I lied