You Lit the Flame

You are a hero to many
Going unrecognised by the idiot few
Passed over for glamorous abominations
With despicable imaginations
And a failure to ground those angelic eyes
Into desperate reality

Can it disappear?
Dissipate between these wretched hands?
Imagine the bitter grains of quicksand,
Sucked in by torment and buried beneath trauma
Of an everyday life I made,
And no longer desire

Imagine forgetting what has made you,
When this endless night
wakes you,
Shakes these pale bones and weak skin
And only a fatalistic apparition of unparalleled inspiration
Remains,
A sardonic smile and unconvinced
All-knowing stare,
Stirs a deep guilt and regret,
All this failed disciple needs
Is word of your existence
To keep on burning

You lit the flame,
And I keep on burn, burn, burning


~ For Jude Brigley.