Light replaced by smoke
Further obscures the statue
that white candle-glowed

Hazy, pearl-grey proof
that mystic transcendence is
not light-limited

Not just the statue
or the end of soft verses
or the white candle

It was the timing
The clear-felt coincidence
of pause and darkness

Caught in airy confluence
Secular becomes divine

two faces, two egos
to my face you tell me everything is fine
for every flaw i perform, for every mistake
and yet, you spit venom behind my back on my name

how funny, am i right?

A wonder seeker
Under the moons godly gaze
For the last time

if this is goodbye,
cut me off, leave me alone,
I'd rather be left with a clean break,
than jagged edges and shredded skin.

i feared the monsters under the bed,
i feared the monsters that wept for me and said,
'the real monster is the one you've wed.'

quick, oh, quick,
fingers tremble on the keys,
treble clef,
b sharp, rest and repeat,
switch to a minor,
then back to b,
pick your head up,
and breathe a sigh of relief.