Over By the Mantle

Over by the mantle fibrous read by
Candle lighter than the gloom and falling to
The carpets ready for the memory of all
That time has made an only bust
It all falls down and now it's done

Moving high with mandrels turning blue
Entire crutches to the ground
In puny falls together with a loss of local
Levity which makes for strange departures
Waxing in the room till all grows dim

To turn the room toward a pane
And see that intersections make the frame
There's nothing like a view too far to
Take the blue and make it chase the star

Passing through the spandrels rooks will air the
Greatest foe on local sands and move toward
A closer vantage for the lamp which lights the
Room. For when it dims a space is gone
In other words it cannot fly