The Man In The Corner

There once was a man
Though you wouldn’t know it
He sat in the corner
But only when the crowds where thin

When the music suited his skimming mind
When the light cast no shadows
When the earth was closed
And the sky was all there was

And in his dark corner he sat,
The beer blundered through his fingers
And dragged down his fractured mind
And on that day she saw him

She was the Goddess of the floor
The Goddess of the sky
The Goddess of the brightest light
AND SHE SAW HIM
And he looked up


~*~


There was no lightning
No thunder cracking bolt
But when the dancers looked around
The dark corner was grey

In the pub the burnt out people
Pirouetted to a halt
Their frames where lead
Their feet soft clay

They drew in
Then out
No one left to prop up
The dark corner
That placed them in the light

They went home
They left the womb

As they trundled back
A few looked up
At the burnt stars
Cinders of distant suns
They saw her light

She was there
She was there
But at her back
The black flamed,
In velvet blossomed sky

And she stood proud
She stood bright
For the moon was
Never fuller
Than on the
DARKEST NIGHT