11 April 2016

Candle

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Life has cured you of your foolishness

with hard knocks and bitter lessons.

So when your evening tide wanes

in vile and bilious waves

you pray to your hollow god

that something / anything

will relieve your isolation

and salve your hidden pain.

You rest your varicose veins

to commune with your ghosts.

Then light a solitary candle

for the ones you miss the most.

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