A Conventicle Poem by Shane McKnight

A Conventicle



Come nigh
Come nigh my friends in the night sky,
Pain, Darkness, Sorrow,
Come nigh
Let us wine and dine
Under the shade of the night sky,
Where Darkness is all we see.
Come nigh
Away with the pangs of mortality,
Let us feast on the passion of the night sky.
Come nigh
My friends
Come nigh.

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