Escaped The Damned Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
Escaped The Damned
Her gothic shadow cries like a wound
Breach where the light burns
Honesty beveled into the garden
Moonlight croons in the castle window
Silence in her warm soul
Necklace of silver acorns
I have found her candle
Blue wax cudgels the maroon night
Hunters of souls by the iron gate
Green angels aware of darkness
I cannot sleep until dawn
Their cold eyes shiver in the wind
We have escaped the damned
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