Dragonslayer Archangel Michael

Gilded light's iron visage--wormhole rider...

cosmic switch breaker.

Restoring Lachyrma Christi in fell swoop...

decorated to seventh sun, heart of heart's

medallion. 

Distilled justice, pure in action to all its

vitals...sword sharpened by thin air.

A masterpiece bequeathed unto him that

light/dark balance.

Resounding honorary--there, anywhere--

when dark tips the balance...off with what

head before eye may blink.

A wrathful entry, a peaceful exit...there is

no Art of War but through him.

Archangel Michael giver and taker of fear...

stores Satan's eyes in his own...to

perpetually unnerve him.

Dragonslayer to degree where dragons

appear as lush foliage all the way to heaven,

cut down...plummeting to an entrail

darkening with sleep.

Konstantinos Mark

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[...]

"Dragonslayer to degree where dragons
appear as lush foliage all the way to heaven,
cut down...plummeting to an entrail
darkening with sleep."

. spectacular beyond spectacular ...