26 October 2010

Glory Be The Stars

Oh, Formidable day!
Listen--as sirens
drone ruin into our
tired lives and sun
beats bright,
blind salvation.

Oh, Contemptuous night!
Midnight clouds
fated to swallow
whole any daylight
mistakes, will sleep
not consume me?

Oh, Cosmic sky!
All of us, buried
alive beneath
you, all of us
in the same grave.



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