Down, Down

born of flesh

borne by earth

choked divinity caught at the thresh

lay numb beside the kindled hearth—

fall down, fall down,

let vaulted rain yet drown—

the wriggling flames

of dancing dreams

cannot survive the niggling games

blacktop shadows wove within the seams—

lie down, lie down,

buried by the wetted crown.

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13 thoughts on “Down, Down

  1. some really great lines in this chris….the third line on the choked out divinity is startling….and gets attention…but the guttering out dreams as well…ugh…a bir sad there…

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