To-night is dark, so
step lightly and carry
a large lamp into
the howling woods
Wisdom says run, run
to dark caves and
harrowing silences
mirror the bottomless
The abyss, gazing
headlong into itself,
recoils in horror,
shudders dis-eased
And only lamp-light,
courage flick'ring
in oppressive depth
persists, defiant
A stain on un-becoming
a trampler of stars
peddler of filth
who knows all the answers.
Oct 16, 2015
Oct 16, 2015 at 11:26 PM UTC
To-night is dark, so
step lightly and carry
a large lamp into
the howling woods
Wisdom says run, run
to dark caves and
harrowing silences
mirror the bottomless
The abyss, gazing
headlong into itself,
recoils in horror,
shudders dis-eased
And only lamp-light,
courage flick'ring
in oppressive depth
persists, defiant
A stain on un-becoming
a trampler of stars
peddler of filth
who knows all the answers.
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