Thursday, March 20, 2014

~~Little Candle~~

Little candle,
Do you hear
How the cold
Wind
Blows?
Little candle...
Little candle, do you
Hear how the rain
Patters upon the roof?
Little candle,
Burn so sweetly--
Sear black
The piece of paper
I hold out
To you.
Watch as your
Ever-growing
Child
Caresses the tar
Upon the torch.
Watch as it
Ignites.
Watch as the
Torch
Glimmers--
Before I take it away
Towards
The stake.
Little candle,
Hear
How people scream
And
Laugh
As the flame--
Grown from you,
Oh little,
Little candle!--
Sets alight
The pile of wood
At the foot
Of
The stake.
Watch as the
Mother dances
As her children scream.
Watch as flames
Lick up
Her legs.
Don't look away,
Little candle
Within the house:
This
Fire
Is
Yours.

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