The Banshee’s Call

I waited until a black hole swallowed Apollo

and then me to call on you

letting my voice erupt like a banshee’s howl

bursting forth from a dark cave

bouncing through a grid of steel beams

bringing glass castles to the ground

broken

I sent smoke signals swirling languidly

into an already tumultuous Gotham sky

where the Hyades washed them away

patrolling the air space between you and me

extinguishing flames before they grew

preventing further fires from erupting

defeated

I buried my thoughts in a field of flowers

digging holes filled with Forget-me-nots

pulling their petals until truth was exposed

covering it back up with fertile soil

nursing hope to life with Persephone’s tears

then crushing it underfoot like a worthless weed

destroyed

Finally, I bottled up the laughter from those days

tossing it to the murderous Sirens of the sea

and as it vanished, sailing out of sight

I wondered if you would attempt to retrieve it

wrestling those infamous mystic monsters

for one more chance with me.

~kfu