Eris, Paris and the Golden Apple
Too bright for sight,
This tunnel of light
A temple of Mind
In a life of Night
A ghost of Soul,
Too old to know
Life is Death is Life again,
(Oh, they told me so!)
*More experimental than anything
Copyright © Just That Archaic Poet | Year Posted 2013
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