Extinguished.

Nothing is ever extinguished

Come in out of the
Rain
Makes a heavy noise
The stench of wine
And sweat
And boys

A tempest of pride and sin
Begets this
But nothing is begat by this

But none of it is ever extinguished
Like light is never extinguished
It refracts into a haze of mild warmth
And volume
If we concentrate we can bring it into fruitful being
Once again

I hear them argue of duality
And the philosophy of
God
Walks into the room
No, God is not extinguished
Nor extinguisher

Stare straight into the
Sun
Day brings another spark
Aroused of ashes and attrition
It was never extinguished

Nothing is ever extinguished
Least of all
In any form
Love