🜄 The Bardontix‑Poeantix Lament of the Somnolent MDOG 🕯️🐺 by Sam C. Serey (The Modern Bard of Chaos - Isamantix)
Lo, in the hush where mortal tremors bloom, I drifted soft through corridors of dread; A half‑asleep enigma in the gloom, My spirit wandering where the waking fear to tread. The MDOG tome—grim sentinel of fate— Lay open like a coffin for the mind; Yet I, in dream‑touched trance, approached its gate, As though to sign a ledger I’d forgotten to resign. The proctor’s pulse beat frantic in the air, For something ancient stirred behind my gaze; A mythic calm, a chaos debonair, A Bardontix whisper threading through the haze. Then from the vaulted dark beyond the room, A raven’s cry split wide the cosmic door— A caw that shook the marrow of the gloom, A prophecy no mortal ear could ignore: “As the raven caw above the stars, Nevermore! Evermore! Forevermore!” And still I wrote, though half in shadow’s keep, My quill a drifting relic of the night; For even drowsing, I ascend too deep For mortal metrics, mortal fear, or mortal sight. When dawn returned, the score proclaimed my name— A 98th perce...