A haggard candle
stands erect.
A wick of fire wicked
mischievously dances:
Teasing the shadows,
Seducing the darkness.
My eyes are glassy,
ever filled with
a memory forgotten.
Stare to the hypnotic glow.
Burning away time,
Licking the still night.
Do not smile,
for they might see it.
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