is a thirst which is greater than life
and which is the seed
of life essence and promise.
There is a need like
thirst before which all else disintegrates
destroyed Violet's sister in the cool wide dome of the court.
They brought her in chains, with
a collar about her throat, for she fought them
when she was parted.
The dome rumbled and roared : desecration, mutilation,
theft, the charges swelled and flowed,
dashed like tidecrest against the dock : desecration,
Stigmata ugly, black,
heavy, misshapen hung from Violet's sister
like shields and ate her like morphew
under the watching eyes, before
the waiting eyes.
Betrayer of us all.
Abandoned to the torment, the bleeding which does
not lead to death.
To love that much.
cool night when sapphire leaves were large and wet and
all the shards of blackness were freed then
she moved, then she stumbled, dragged herself,
fought the pebbled soil, clawed her way
to the crypt, smashed
the seal with found blunt stone, entered
seeking the beloved and finding her, soul
of all they were. Clasped
her, yet Xandria, sought her, took her, saved
her, remade her in time in fashion hereto unknown
but needed, oh,
her. Stone her. Spit upon her. Chain her away from sight.
Denounce, flay her.
mouth, the hands, body, spirit and soul
of Violet's sister sought
the fount of Xandria.
once drunk there freely, bathed there lavishly, oh
with such joy refreshed and restored
renewed beyond understanding as beyond hope
having once and many times perished there in absolute
light she perished in the black night without.
away from the crypt.
entered and was destroyed seeking
with her body the body of dead Xandria.
knew it in the meadow : that she had been destroyed
In the domed arena there was nothing.
In the small boat which sailed away afterwards
there was something, but it was not her.
yet it was Violet's sister.