Wednesday, May 26, 2010
three lights
three lights. two
that were no good.
(one)
around the building
nothing stood.
(light) and shadow danced fantastic
silhouettes of saints
and wood (the good)
(two)
echoing the clash of plastic,
down the road
a temple stood
inverted steeple sink-hole,
floodlights glazed the sky
and down the road came more
(three)
lights, two by two,
crawling to its door
they stopped in rows
they shone no more
(then two by two
they shone no more)
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