Falls Of Rauros Patterns in Mythology 1. Détournement 2. Weapons of Refusal try to capture while clutching at your chest a scrap or fragment of your hope, lost long ago blistering palms and your knuckles pale, spectral new death, born timid and companionless, hunting immunity everyone ceasing their quivering a desperate and dying wish heartbreak to strangle complacency and banish all prior dusks gasping lungs beg for the fires to cauterize you huddled in trenches from the glare of derision in the jaws of disfavor each a daughter of contempt who would unsheathe in vengeance one thousand blades glinting and bury all cycles of abuse, uneulogized this the only promise there will be no appeal for your mercy sick with their pride they will writhe in the gaze of their fathers and howl, crushed by the weight of their misdeeds no one ever mended nothing ever reconciled so sings the choir boundless ruin will find your captors crescent in you, glittering torch of those disfigured, with fury renewed expel every deceit you swallowed choke not on their histories but flourish breathing free air once again you will undo their works you will make cinders of their cities baring your teeth, wielding the weapons of refusal matching their violence 3. New Inertia displaying a reverence for knowledge unalloyed and flagrant parading devotionless to the erudite assembled in the spirit of forgery zealot and partisan of the ailings of discipline countless victims pierced by the daggers of mimicry seeking the light of direction offered as a pledge to certainty severing as a ritual the searching hand relinquish and malign the tactile wounds robed vulgar in the ornaments of aspect rushing headlong to the surface suspended in a new inertia a cloak to preclude acceptance flailing unforgiven shielded by myth articulate take flight such fictions will not avail acknowledge them before you all waning to mineral aureate dissent in the shackles of significance inviolate cruelty to the mortal structure endorsing affliction skull splintering like dull glass a discarded mosaic 4. Renouvellement On ne mérite pas cet endroit mais nous sommes ici quand même en y donnant un sens là où il n'y en a aucun 5. Last Empty Tradition loyal to the shapes they delineate intolerance the marrow of their poetry abject borrowed luxury cenotaphs pledged to daughters still living engraved in the foul script of disregard uncaring blind marriage to disrepair hollow architects plying frameworks built to author our bondage to sorrow broadcast the unfettered parlance of distance through the airwaves impregnable to the fangs of the venomous emblazoned shield and tempered steel to bleed those who have sworn oaths to subjugate everything with a beating heart last empty tradition demand restitution for their courtship with autocracy that exhumes and rekindles old enmity smoldering in the eyes of their sons when their parapets crumble they will not be acquitted yet their blood will not stain our hands shatter entire mythologies bearing armaments of impulse and no heart closed to the want of another and no shape without movement 6. Memory at Night corporeal symptoms of influence proliferate and beset the unwatchful and the unstudied night waits malevolent and conspiring proximal to the living mind’s accomplice a corrupt nostalgia nourish your dread, quiet sentinel submit to the passage of no finality stand adjacent to the halls of obscurity assailed by perplexing cacophony last declension no paths to follow apparitions conduct their transparency fielding the vague recollections bearing gifts of nauseous opacity perfect corruption intangible memory at night is a subtlety rain pattering on the canopies of collective disquiet old doubt flung careless to the certitude that kept you bliss came into existence solely to unravel