The Spectre That WasThe Spectre That WasThe Spectre That Was4 years ago in Sestina-ween
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Out I went, searching for a spectre
That would prove to my not so limp
Opposition that something was. Into the night
I sent forth thought after crystal
Thought, only to have them shatter into crimson
Shards of laughing, lightning silver.
Sometimes, though a sliver of silver
Specks would spatter a lovely spectre
Of my ambition onto a dull crimson
Reflection of a crushed,limp,
Me. Light upon light of crystal
I shine, but everything is swallowed into the night.
I am not a disciple of the night,
Its shadows scare me silver
And white while chiming alarms of crystal,
Make my body separate from its spectre.
Meanwhile the absurdly lopsided limp
Form of a thought in my head bleeds crimson.
It flashes upon me, that splash of crimson
Repeatedly blinding me, making the night
Seem almost faint, hazy, limp;
While my life force oozes out in a silver
Splotch only for me to finally spot the spectre
Emerging from its structure of crystal.
After it I went, my shadow forming cr