The Last Moonicorn, Part Five of Six
(a tale of dark whimsy, and pies)
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Oh, the luminous lovers
lie dead, with no horns!
Snuffed out is the light
of the Last Moonicorns.
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THE FIFTH SLICE
(in which vengeance is meted)
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Then the Star Girl felt vengeance-fire scorching her skin,
as a furnace of anger ignited within,
and she BLAZED with desire to destroy her friends’ foes;
iridescent with ire, in her saucer she rose!
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With their horns in her hands, she wept wild for their waste,
and she sped to the Planet of Red with hard haste,
and she skim-circled, baiting the Martians to chase, screaming:
‘CATCH ME! I’LL GIVE YOU SOME PIE ON YOUR FACE!’
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And, oh, how the Martians took up the girl’s call
when their horn-sensor siren alerted them; ALL
of the Martians: the Fuchsias, and Puces, and Browns,
and the factory Martians (still in their white gowns),
EVERY MARTIAN crammed up any crate that could fly,
craving cruelly for one final crumb of that pie.
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Then manically, madly that saucer she flew,
hot-pursued by the Martians of yellow and blue,
in their rickety, ramshackle rockets of junk.
How she flew!—like a petulant, pyre-powered punk!
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And she whooshed from Mars orbit, this Moonicorn fake,
with a MILLION MARTIANS, it seemed, in her wake,
and she throttled it sunwards, for all she was worth,
till she came within sight of the Blue Planet, Earth.
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Every Martian behind her gnashed nasty, black teeth,
and they pulled alongside her, above, underneath,
and in front now! It seemed that her moment was near,
so she DIVED!
——————DIVED!
——————————DIVED!
——————————————DIVED!
into Earth’s atmosphere!
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As her saucer smashed into Earth’s blanket of air,
it glowed red hot, then WHITE HOT, but she didn’t care!
—and it carved like a comet through Earth’s sun-side sky,
whipping back into dark, as she started to fry,
and the blistering heat was now broiling her brain,
but she couldn’t retreat so she
——————DIVED
down again!
And the Martians around her
————————————DIVED TOO,
in their lust ...
... but their rocketships (largely) were made out of rust:
they could never withstand this red ram of raw heat,
but before they could pull back, admitting defeat,
the Star Girl ejected the Moonicorns’ horns,
and they pierced through the nearest two ships like great thorns!
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And the gashes they tore in the garbage-ships hulls
were so ghastly, the air crisped the crazed Martians’ skulls!
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Then those two ships EXPLODED! with shrapnel galore!
And their flotsam ripped holes in more ships, and then MORE
ships exploded, as each hit the bits of the last!
Till the last ship exploded, in one final BLAST!
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And the people of Earth were enthralled for an hour,
by that marvellous, Martian-born meteor shower,
but the Star Girl, whose saucer was somehow okay,
pulled back out of the atmosphere, and flew away.
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So, the Star Girl returned to the place her friends fell,
and there saw them, embraced, as if under a spell,
and she covered their beautiful bodies with clay,
then lay down on the ground, and abandoned the day.
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--> to The Last Moonicorn, Part Six of Six
<-- to The Last Moonicorn, Part Four of Six
About the Creator
Christopher Graeme
May contain bodily fluids.
Currently pretending to be a troll called Adrian, boss of a speakcheesy in a kingdom where milk's illegal. Please consider leaving tips, as they'll be put towards employing an illustrator for The Last Moonicorn!
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