Remain Beast Of Numbers.
Not Triple Nines,
Perhaps;
Quantitative Data.
Quick Enough,
To Sign Deals With The Devil.
Granted I Was Very Old;
When He Just Started Out.
Watched –
Perched on my summits.
Gnawing on infinite eyes,
& white-feathered wings.
Melting infinite rings,
In my forge –
For axeheads.
Granted I Was Very Old; When He Just Started Out.
