By Design
A Case Study of Function Over Freedom

I was lit to burn, to call, to keep
At a distance, footsteps gather and stare
So, I glow though shadows gather close to me
…
A ripple through my vein, a twitch reveals my need
Within the hum I ignite, brief as a flare
I was lit to burn, to call, to keep
…
In reverb like a note, I reach for reprieve
The hallway ebbs and presents none other than air
So, I glow though shadows gather close to me
…
Refractions drift past, resigned again to sleep
Patina, how it holds me, then leaves my glass bare
I was lit to burn, to call, to keep
…
Resounding, a terrible siren of the deep
An echo out of tune lands only nowhere
So, I glow though shadows gather close to me
…
I rage to flood the night, but am corrected by decree
Forever a lantern, I must say through a glare:
“I was lit to burn, to call, to keep
So, I glow though shadows gather close to me.”
About the Creator
Caladrius
“Perhaps it’s impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be.”
— Orson Scott Card, Ender’s Game
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