It's Still Life

Mótsognir

I, drawn of dread juices of flesh,
born from Ymir’s breast and bone,
and dreaded buzz of wings,

I, dreaded spawn of blue bottles.
Drawn from a maggot’s coddle.
I, born under a constellation
of blustery red … by the gods,

I am Mótsognir

who drank from the spume
and foam of courage and might.
Who was the first born, lord of dwarfs.

I am Mótsognir,

who dwells within the earth,
soil pressed against my palm,
and amongst rocks
my talons crawl.

I am Mótsognir,

from the abyss of dead tooth’s veil,
dread ointment of a wound I wail.
Bringer of black knotted clouds,

I. Am. Mótsognir,

scorned by every hair upon my head.
I. Black-hearted savage of vision’s haunt.
First born, first to want.

I, who come to Ragnarök
as a relic weapon.

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Ymir: a giant and first being created from drops of water, representing chaos
Odin: The god of war and dead, ruler of Valhalla
Mótsognir: created from Ymir’s blood and bone, Lord of Dwarfs
Vala: the Seeress and sorceress of the Völuspá epic, she was resurrected by Odin

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