Modelabra

Seated in front of a candle, 
obviation.
Oblivious doorknob, far from
satiation.

Stand-in for reality, is that what
we're meant?
Damned to eternity, death 
cannot vent.

Futures are spoken by pen and
a word.
Creatures evoke the fed and the
sword.

Vengeance is cheaper than honesty
stones.
Pendants make steeples fall down into
bones.

All for the idol that all could but
see.
Stunning the eyes into searing a
plea.