Beneath the Visor

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Beneath a Knight’s Visor

Beneath a knight’s visor,
air thickens, hot and black,
choked with fear;

it laces breath
as death’s stench

fouls a still air.
A sword reaches
from a knight’s arm,

a bone exposed,
bereft of skin and blood,

seeking to warm itself
with the blood and flesh of foes,
men lost in the darkness

of their own chivalry,
their own honor. 

Champions rise,
ascending pedestals crafted
from the gory cold

of the slain as colored banners
and polished trumpets

announce each victory…
as if champions truly exist,
as if death gives glory its life.

 

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