I’ve been down so far
That I cannot guide my way with even the brightest star.
The deep, dark ocean fails,
That salty, reflecting void I cannot begin to swim
Until a voice calls out to me–
I know that voice is going to fail me,
But I’ll ride it like a steamship through the night
Until the Devil himself shivers out a cry
From his cold, dank, unplumbed abode:
“Love and love thyself
‘Til the surrounding gloom expires.”
I got the fire. I’ll set the atmosphere ablaze
And illuminate infinity.
Copyright 2011 by Michael Marsters.
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