Poe 083

Praise of praise

Disuse

A dark night

Days without light

On the stage of life

Write on paper

Mist

Strange will

To owe

Across see

Inspiration

Believed to have

Look undirected

Loose in the immensity

Almost certain

As predicted

A great gulf

Feel falling

Endless fear

Honey source

Suspicion

No going back

Chill down your spine

Winter

Destination error not

Inspiration more

Sensation

And all to fall

The compass rose screaming

Saw light

A salvation

In the abyss of inspiration

Heavenly

Exclamation