poetry

i wrote some poems during class. not sure what i was thinking but hey.



Dark night, Dark Knight
what to seek the dying light
in this hallowed springs
and the hands of golden rings

better more and yet unrest
pierced thus the phoenix breast
bitter this and poor mans soul
hallowed hunt and bearers toll

hands of glass, bear the key
framing this the symmetry
candle caught and man ingrained
penny thus a toll man gained

keepers night the children wake
former fears the tears did take
tell me this and nothing more
poe did speak of nevermore

happy days and chilling nights
fearing thus the dying light
keeping this in sulphur springs
handing me the rusted rings.

don't ask, it was written in february, i don't get it either but it was at the top of page and dated the 22.