Castle
King of solemn
Silences
Fiefdom of certain
Wraiths and ghosts
And shrouds
At night you light
In day
The sun lights you
Though
The Dawn be at the genesis of
Light.
You break the silences of the
Morn at night
Creaking,
Doors closing
Doors opening,
Windows closing
Windows opening
Windows after window
Lighting and lights
Put off
Alternately.
This the Castle…..
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