how does morgoth moan
Like an ageless tree consumed by fire,
its secrets-store of centuries in rings
hissing, bursting, in sap and steam.
A whisper in an upturned shell;
Like a glacier slowly crushing,
Like the grinding of a stone
like a faceless lover in a dream–
“you are not alone” , when indeed,
you are alone.
This is how a god groans.
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