Like Lamps Without
In the event of darknessWill there be oil for lamps
If something unspeakable comes crossing
The bridge from the other world
When everything under the sun must one day be no more
What is it that must count all as belonging to One absolute Now
Lost in the wet and cold rain of evening
Looking for escape, gasping for air
Forgetting words of meaning and purpose
Hungry for anything when nothing appears
Gasping breaths swallow darkness
Burning like lamps without oil
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2025-10-15 at 23:26
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