Lit 80, Fall 2013

French Gold Candy

October 11th, 2013 | Posted by David Hemminger in Uncategorized

Dark and glowing under the light

Strangely misty on the gods
You breathe dull virgins about the towers
Beware! The pleasure is fleeing
Sinister and invisible beneath the rain
I speak to luminous symbols beneath the sea
Alass, Alack! The life has vanished
Dark and glowing under the light
I squeeze hot elves among the flowers
Heavy! The devil will come
shifting unseeing
saying goodbye
a broken promise
With what hopes
the other
make his way
trying to remember


Yours truly,

Lord Meriwether Penistone

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