String ran like a fuse down the labyrinth.
Its feel through thin leather-soled sandals,
soothed the fear that was fighting my heart.
I stalked the beast through the rank bullshit
knew the apathy that resided
in a blackened brow between sharp horns.
A bet; a jest, and here I am, shaking,
sword arm heavy with a fool's fatigue.
Search the labyrinth for the Minotaur,
They said
and kill it.
All I had was string, wits, and a allergy to beef.
Its feel through thin leather-soled sandals,
soothed the fear that was fighting my heart.
I stalked the beast through the rank bullshit
knew the apathy that resided
in a blackened brow between sharp horns.
A bet; a jest, and here I am, shaking,
sword arm heavy with a fool's fatigue.
Search the labyrinth for the Minotaur,
They said
and kill it.
All I had was string, wits, and a allergy to beef.