Bastard Amber

Just one more night 
Lit in bastard amber. 
Another night 
Where the darkness never falls. 
There was a time 
She can barely remember 
With no bastard amber 
Burning in the halls. 
There were emerald greens, 
And there were midnight blues, 
A hundred richer shades 
A thousand darker hues 
And she could recognize herself 
And she could put things right ... 
And sleep without a bastard amber ... 


by Nike