Respecter

Written by: Andrew Gallagher

My warden is the one who lights the specters.  

I apologize.  

Quite the respecter of persons.  He does it merely to emote.  



Welcome.  

Walk here along the palisade with me. 



Yes it is your blood, 

frothing with agitation on a beachhead.



You have waited long indeed - but not so long.

A held breath.



It churns, doesn't it?

The totality of it.



Give yourself time.



You know your oldest friend the siren.  

Her imminence has ended.  



And the new hunger you feel-

have your fill!



Well, your majesty.  

I do believe we have arrived at our destination.

"Be, 

and be ye no respecter" as we often say.

I assure you, the pleasure was all mine.