The shattering visions of What lurks
in the angular corners of mansions olde,
have been witnessed.
The subharmonious echoes of What throbs
in the amorphous chasms of Beyond,
has been heard.
Θρήνος και Μνήμη
Κομψών Αίλουρων Τάξις
A dialect of motion (has been) developed
The unsuspecting Messenger's in spot
Selective Knowledge now bestowed
'twixt strokes of fur,
and stirs of backyard grass.
Θρήνος και Μνήμη
Κομψών Αίλουρων Τάξις
Awestruck in delirium,
of associated knowledge.
The unsuspecting Messenger, proceeds
in selective revelations
of blind abysmal anguish.
Mantled in fiction's garments,
the Death Howl of a past, inhumanly distant
is heard.
Θρήνος και Μνήμη
Κομψών Αίλουρων Τάξις
His mission complete
His secrets transcribed
His short lived Destiny fulfilled.
September claims this feline Spawn of Stars, now.
Not in struggle,
But in noble Silence.
Not in agony,
but under the sound of the Kynothrastian dirge.
Not in bewailing moans,
but 'midst aristocratic nods of respect:
Samuel Perkins now departs...