Loki heard my name, but fears to look me in the eye.
To bluff those surrounded with their own demons leaves only truths to stare back at him
Loki Heard my name, but fears to play with me
To play with those who have been played leaves only truths to stare back at him
Loki heard my name, but fears to flyt with me
To flyt with those who breathes with the fabric of their own soul will return with bare truths
Loki heard my name but dares not turn his back.
To turn away from those stabbed countless times, know what’s needed to do the same.
Loki heard my name, but knew not to tease,
To tease the battle-wounded gives wrath from the valkyrie.
Loki may go to his daughter Hel for a box of my last breath,
Only to find out she keeps it safe from my own incursions to her domain for the same thing.
Hel fears me while holding bandages ready for my coming.
Odin warmly prepares the table
Valkyries ready their steeds,
Loki knows my name but I’m not the one afraid.