Damnable I who forgetToo that all are adjoinedIn the fullest brillianceOf sundered stars andMarrow of common struggles The maw of whispered covenantsConsuming allThe keptwomen, concubines, and hustlersThe self-righteous, chaste, and piousDripping wet the tears, vitreousDown the ever-long, plain visages The poor and meek give credenceBut sidle no swayFor the intrepid capitalistWho both kiss the convulsionsAnd … More Between its arms

Be that of a votive candle    Dancing in the air For a light has been lit within you    By those no longer there Carry on the tender flame    For your day too shall come When your flame can light another    That recalls its forgotten hum