Hope Burns

Written in the same time as Transitions. This is actually the source of that poem. I was writing this one, and there was one stanza that wasn't quite right. It didn't belong to the poem, so I took it out and made it into another poem. And eventually replaced that gap with a new one. I love this one, I don't know, for some reason, I love this one.

Hope Burns

they say the night turns
the hope that burns hot

against trails that return
and friends that change not

with the dark and a lamp
and the last hails of hope

the incense and an offramp
go down a slippery slope

you adjust the dimmer to see
nothing is where nothing should be.

11/28/2006
rgalang