After the Velvet Eon

After the velvet eon, when the fires
at back of the old nebula
had burned,
down to a smattering of shattered suns,
adrift in the old dark:
two travellers came,
to Seven Sisters Inn, and found the place,
(Calamity Station),
where the ship-bones lie,
bleached pale under the dim eon-old light,
but scarlet now, with newer fires,
of murder and of rage.

Bain BeyBalor :
“Poems of The Twenty-Seventh Epoch”