Dirty Lamp

Dirty and damp, bumpy and loud,
A lantern has erased itself from despair
For its shining inhabits the globe.
They reside in the core of the worlds,
Setting up a rain for the men whose penitence
Is demanded by right.

The light submerges, going to your return,
With him speak of hatred, at the other side.
This light, this light of sudden scare all dear,
Creeps like a picture to see the woods
Now that food has been disappearing from the mouths
Of the gods, who light up yet enlighten.
Monday, February 3, 2014

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