the glitters in the frontier
have loosen its battery
applauses and cheers
are hurled down the
subterranean, puncturing
the stance of a person
known to be long in the pedestal
He had his chance,
now the crowds cheer
him no more
no fallback to sustain
the glamour he has had
the candle is on its way to off
faint color of the moon
shall soon shroud his room