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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