The Baffled Speaker Poem by Luciel Dawning
The Baffled Speaker
The sweetest flames die like angels.
What I once possessed
Is now turned to delinquency.
Swifter now, it falls
Like ashes and leaves and imminent extinction
To the bottom of the pit,
To the top of the end.
I learn nothing,
But I consume the knowledge
In a whirlwind of tangled corruption;
My way turns too hideous to applaud,
Yet too rare to banish;
And the softer death,
It weeps,
It weeps.
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