Three Apartments Copyrighted © 2009 by Dante Newton
Three Apartments By Dante Newton
~ Brief Words, Long Muse Issue 6
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Night pervades, Perennial and potent black Thickens without light which I see In day but not in onerous night. Rain shall fall with wings spread, While coldness shall interminably touches the warm skin.
Come with me if thou art the prophet, Let pomp and merriment inscribe in newspapers, Laud thy intellect, furnished with drinks, Thy throat shall no longer thirst, With your scruples thee shall listen: Hark! Night! Peace like day! What preternatural? Sleep, sleep, cover thyself in refuge, solely refuge.
Three apartments loses its importance As fog doth rise to them as an abode, Abomination or not, light pass to my eyes Through the air which contains molecules, Three apartments has three rays of light.
Light from three apartments, Stay, stay. When I look at you, oh light, My mind psychically read your pretence, Your fame, your glory, your sadness, your depression Your coveting, your vindication, your lashing, Your future Is my interest. Thus sing with me, Oh imagination.
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