halifax at night

There's fire in my heart
With smoking, burning of the oven to the brim
Of all delusion
Leaves no trace of sin
In each cup bloodied, a flower of seven
Each petal, a cockle
Each ending to begin
And again
I want to ride that Ferris wheel again
Until the daylight droops all swoony  
Past the moon and to the doorway
creates a shadow
Heaven help me