
Artwork by Marcel Caram
What is the wick that lights the sun leaves the desert baked brown by noon? What is the man who riches struck will have none for pride is his boon? What is the candle that burns on in forgiveness but will not warm the glum? What is the sconce that glows alone despite the lack of true companions? What is the prayer once begun without the comfort of the rosary? What is the dreamer in uniform vaporized by sandy dunes?
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GloPoWriMo#26: I went rogue today and wrote a poem inspired by the surreal art of Michael Cham





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