Fast

There are things that do not sleep
Like troubles in the night
And there are things that do not keep
Like gifts unused withheld from light.

There are monsters in your heart
Until a bigger devil comes
Or some avenging angel starts
Or soft the Spirit begins to burn.

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6 Responses to Fast

  1. You know that I totally adore the title of this piece.
    By the way, you’ve been mentioned at GOMI. Congratulations. :)

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