pupils
were needle points
all bright blue irises
lit by the glow of a neon
halo.
her wings
were made of dark, stained-glass windows
and when she flew, glass cracked
brightly
“Something”
was her sword’s name,
it was black as the stone
at al Ka’aba. (it was one of
the first)
when she
brought Something down like a bass drop
upon the clay, it split
all the atoms
to void
Post-Neology 