Imperial Guard, Who Watches By Night
Stabbing Light 💡

dark edges
heart wedges
candle flame
soulful shame
simple being
world agreeing
or rebelling
people repelling
popcorn crunching
mind bunching
goofy animation
still sensation
hold me someone
I’ll run
to you
I flew
far away
some day
they’ll know
the truth
the couth
that befriended
and mended
my years
and tears
of youth
that went poof
stronger arms
and charms
in pools
for fools
and cereal
or imperial
guards who
blew
slick secrets
and limericks
down my sleeves
up pet peeves
around the corner
of the former
last name
and funny game
we played
and ever-prayed
through toils
and garden’s soils
through every faze
and gritty days
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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