Suffer Little Children
The yolk simmers
a large golden spread
far as eye can take
The heat piercing through
dots the lavish paint
with tiny red wounds
The ragged yellow-brown
greasy lace curtain
hugs the ashen wall
A child is waiting
the outsides interlope-in
sounds,smells,sweet'n sour
In haze within
fleeting shades swirl
on a weary-go-round
Eternity ticks on...
he's a willing puppy
after one fatty bone!
The canvas lifts
and in the russet dungeon
a sudden growing glow
A glimmering amber force
striding down stone steps
and then...he's free!
To a universe pink and green
silken air, velvety earth
riding on a rising cloud
The light appearing
in swaddling white
urges him on...
Jubilant, wondering
he takes a doubting step
but he falters, then falls...
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