if I had a candle
on this gloomy, moody night
to put in the window
always thought it looked cool on cold nights
a signal to the wandering traveler
to see a lonely candle in a window burning away
on one of my sojourns in the evening
in the rain, in the snow, I don’t care
on one night per year (I don’t remember which one) maybe November 1
you’re supposed to put a burning candle in each window
to commemorate the dead of the family
sounds cooly anotherworldly
turn off all the lights and bask in the glow of candlelight
frightening the neighbors at the sight
must be some kind of devil worship thing going on
at the house of Alexander they would think
and I would let them think that
so that they keep their distance
