R.E.M. Ember (Poem for the Eye)

(by Daniel R. Jones)

Ashes for memory, R.E.M. ember.
a horror show you’re forced to remember.

Temper your mood, lift it to par, take
triumph with trouble in which you partake.

The grating pain? Edit it out, look
for the bliss to improve you outlook.

With the rest, you, like Poe, try
to turn your grief to poetry.