Demon Remarks on Solitary Worship

Your house falls apart

Step onto the shadow plain

Crossed by torchbearers

Do the tribal dance

Around fire fed with

Flesh of your experience

And, meeting something with

Wings eyes but no

Mouth

Accept its bow

And follow

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Brightly-lit Attraction for Insomniacs

Moody flickering

streetlights millipedes

crunch under my running

shoes cool white

bulbs and sedona

sheets around this time

you are burned

into ash

farm girl

promised to a soldier

mother grandmother great

it cracks

my understanding

that part of the immensity

part of the wind-swept soothing night

is more

than the absence of unkindness

is the presence

of a farm girl

promised to a soldier

who raised 3 boys

and