This is today's second freebie, inspired by  aldersprig. The form is a variant of indriso. The black gods of space belong to my science fantasy setting.
The Hungry Gods
-- an indriso in internal diastole
They say the gods of space are hungry gods.
They swallow starships whole and spit the seeds
Across the floor of night in careless ways,
But reft of flight, how sorely man's heart bleeds! Bow down before the black gods -- chant their praise --
And make obeisance, for you know your needs
Who craves war's chancy night beyond all days. So launch, and let them choke upon the odds! Tags: cyberfunded creativity, fishbowl, poem, poetry, reading, science fiction, spirituality, writing
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