Tears of conscience
Beat the mystic night
Splatter my roof in noise
That I may wake
From fearful nightmare
To search my conscience
Query the dark
Vague deeds past
Clatter the day in reminiscence
Fill my bowl
That I may drink of purity
And fall in slumber peaceful
(Tuesday 12th November,1996)
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