Jun. 9th, 2009

karanguni: (TSENG smiles)
Because [personal profile] ellnyx wrote about Tseng being a filer, and now I want to write huge amounts of Tseng looking dispassionately or not-so-dispassionately at his own files; UNIVERSE PLEASE INDULGE ME.

 

A universe of unmapped grief and love
And new master light is beyond
The pleiades and plow and southern stars.

O soaring
Icarus of outworld, burn bright
The traceries of known skymarks,
Slide the highway planets behind
Your clear waxed wings.

Go conquer the everywhere left
Beyond your sad confinement
In a predicted bonehouse,
Witch thrown riddle of flesh
And water.

O soar until nothing
remains but great glittering holes
In the black godspun shirt over your head.

- John Fairfax