from the basement

i hear voices

sometimes

in the pipes

a ways a ways off

echoey copper notes

above the din and disonance

like lost tin wings

beating the summer eve’s breeze

forgotten hallelujahs

fallen to the dark

fallen to the dank

settle on my brow

an underground halo

for an underground king

with a castaway shadow

not even Pandemonium to rule

just shades of the far off realm

a heaven’s hope away

a wandering worship away

proving

any light in shadow

is blazing sun

my glorious glow

Harnessing Chaos