A cave—soon forgotten—lit by a single flame
A grotesque flame perched upon
the unfleshed head
of a human long dead
Dreary red candle
melts down like blood
I shudder to think
it might be wax
Mystic energy,
evil and dark,
emits from the candle’s light
This cannot be!
This must not exist!
Darkness and light?
Impossible!
But no, it’s true
it’s true
No other light...
it’s most certainly night
The candle becomes my obsession
all else fades
away
I ponder the candle,
this incarnation of paradox
Why does it glow?
How does it burn?
The eyes of the skull—
those vile sunken holes
—bore deep into my soul
Light brings life
or at least it should
This brings naught
‘cept maybe fear
And as I stare
—nothing else I dare—
deeper I sink
deeper I creep
deeper deeper
to the deep
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