Purging

Bursting and gurgling forth, I am a glorious gargoyle. Purging forth the waters, pooling on the pavement, splattering on your shoes. On hands and knees I cough and splutter, be careful to not step in my puddle. K 2011.

light 3:17

The room shone brighter, Glare of the mirrors blinding. Each shadow must flee.   A halo on fire, The shadows lick at the walls. Where dark and light meet.   Darkness disappears, A candle flickers inside. Light has conquered dark.   April, 2011. K.