Our only wise men
Drown in their pride -
A lonely citadel
Of crumbling walls.
The man of promises
Spews out dreams;
Spark the blaze
But it won't seize.
Creatures of light
Caught in the Abyss;
Up is down
And left is right.
Our hollow friends
All live their lives;
Blink once more
And then it's gone.
A single owl
Lost in the dark.
When nothing's left,
There's always up.
~ C. Spies
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