Labryinth
Religious votives
light a somber lair.
A hole I fathered
with rhinestones of doubt
and swatches of fault.
Sentinels loom -
vapid gargoyles
crouch in ghostly
contemplation
ogling my
handiwork.
Poised to pounce
when the
flames die
out.
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