15. "Gloomy and Ruinous Ghost"

Crystal robots carrying through mist and shadow
my vorpal sword,
city i long ago was lost to, still must sough
my vorpal sword.

A cup of cool dark liquid jauntily high in Ramadan
sonorous hymns
spiralling around and from this mirror Lilith
my vorpal sword

Pumas prowl in twisting shadowy corridors
until Grinchus
has found a way to both allay and starkly honor
my vorpal sword