"Guard Tower, Suran" by Ethan Vilu
Guard Tower, Suran
Such dull notes
in this sad, humble station —
the tapestries, drab and generic;
the hallways, dust’s library;
the bedposts slashed with dream-rot,
the papers pitched, dagger-clipped to shreds —
and yet on some nights, when one stands
at the dockworks, this dim home
becomes glow-struck, blanketed with awe.
That strange orb, blood-red and sacred
makes its roost upon the tower,
and this town becomes the heavens’ lordly flare.
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