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INEVITABLE GRACE
1 min readOct 31, 2019
MY OBSCURE BLUE LIGHT BURNS GALLANTLY
AGAINST THE GOLDEN GLOW OF THE CITY
HAND SPUN WHITE SATIN
SPREAD ACROSS
A MAN MADE CARPET OF RUST
CHEAP CANDLES MADE BY THE BLIND
BURN IN GLASS ASHTRAYS
A SMOKY BREEZE TICKLES THE FLAME
AS SELF PITY SINGS AND TEMPTS FROM BELOW
THE FIRE OF THE CANDLE
MIXES WITH THE SHIMMER OF THE CITY
AND CASTS HANDCUFFED SHADOWS
ACROSS THE CEILING
SPIDERS CRAWL DOWN MY SPINE
AS I LIE NAKED
ON THE FAÇADE OF BEING
SEARCHING FOR THE INEVITABLE GRACE
OF LIFE
